I was walking to my room where I had my clothes, which was on the other side of the bathroom. As I was walking down the steps, I heard the water running and as I looked through the door, I saw light!  The trim was not on all the way which gained access to see inside.  What I saw was the most amazing sight I had seen in years.  There was mom, facing the door starting to strip as the shower warmed up.  By the time I saw her, she was in her bra and panties.  She undid the bra slowly and her perfect breasts became visible.  I had to reach in and start to stroke myself. Then her panties slid down slowly and she had the most beautiful pussy. I had never seen an older woman’s pussy and to say it was much more beautiful than my own girlfriend who was 22.  I was only able to see her bush and her clit. But it was amazing. 

 

She opened the curtain and jumped in the shower.  I ran into the other room and started to beat off.  Thinking of what I just had seen and was so hot I was tempted to go in there and offer to wash her.  She had been divorced for a year and I know she hasn’t gotten laid since then.  Just as I was sticking a finger in my ass to stimulate me more, I heard a moan!  I frantically placed my ear to the wall and I heard soft moaned for about 10 minutes.  Here was this beauty rubbing her pussy, thinking she was home all alone!

Then I heard her cum, and she screamed out a name.  She screamed out “jonny jonny jonny, yeah fuck my ass baby.”  I heard the shower turn off and I quietly ran back to the lounge where I had been sleeping.

 

I know there was no way she thought I was home because I was awake for a while and she didn’t come in there.  Her bedroom was by the bathroom, so there was no need to go into the lounge.

 

So I had an idea. I was so horny since I didn’t cum earlier. So before she came out of the bathroom, I lay back on the couch and pulled my shorts down a little bit to start to play with my aching cock. I had a motive.  If she caught me, she would be embarrassed and maybe walk away. But then at least she saw my cock and wanted her to see it. So I figured when she caught me, I can now take a shower and beat off.  So I lay there stroking it with my eyes closed when I heard footsteps towards the lounge.  My breathing got harder as I never been so dirty and turned on before in my life! 

 

As I was rubbing the precum on my cockhead, I heard her voice.  “Sorry, I didn’t know you were home.”  I opened my eyes and she was only wearing a towel. It covered everything, but it was still sexy.  But she was still there staring at me.  So I just froze looking into her eyes with my cock still in my hand.  We both didn’t know what to do.  It was a moment of truth as I knew no matter what; she couldn’t tell anyone what she had seen.  So in a daring attempt, I stroked it again as she watched.  I somehow felt ashamed and was taking this poor horny lonely woman advantage of.

 

She looked long and hard, and then ran out in disgust!  I was shocked.  I was such an asshole to think I can fuck my girlfriend’s mother as well as touch her sister in her sleep.  Who was I was the question.

 

So I pulled up and went into the kitchen where she was making coffee.  I said I was sorry and I was excited being caught, as it was my fantasy. She said it was ok, but she felt disrespected and embarrassed.  She then said she was tempted, but knew it was wrong.  She started to explain how she craved attention and affection and wasn’t able to get any because she was always so busy and had an 11 year old son to take care of and didn’t feel right bringing men back to the house.  I said I understand and with me masturbating must have made it worse. It was a real nice heart felt conversation about her sex and love desires.

 

So I proposed something. I said since we are home alone, why don’t we spend the day together.  I promised I wouldn’t hit on her at all, but said I would make her feel sexy.  I asked her to trust me on this as I said to lay on her bed on her stomach with the towel over her backside and ill give her a massage.

 

I walked into the room wearing only a towel so she felt the same as me….almost exposed.  I sat next to her and started to massage her head and hair and she let out a moan.  I worked her back and sides, brushing her breasts on purpose, and I got no rejections.  Here I was massaging my girlfriend’s nude mother. And this is definitely a true story!  After her back, I started on her legs. I worked my way up slowly and then I got to her thighs.  I started to rub my hands back and forth on one of then and then shockingly, she parted her legs.  I said “are you sure you want to do that?”  She said yes, as a massage is only touching and it wasn’t sexual.  Uh huh!  So I refrained from touching her pussy, but felt the heat she was giving off and I started to get hard myself.

 

Daringly, I removed the towel and saw such a hot ass. It was so tight I saw her brown eye staring at me.  I took the massage oil and poured it directly on her anus, and she let out a sigh of pleasure.  I worked my hands around her ass and then massaged her hole.  Since it was only a massage, I decided to go further, I rubbed harder and then stuck a finger inside and she immediately raised her hips to accept it.

 

Ok. Massage over, now time to have fun.  She whipped around and ripped my towel off in a second.  She seemed possessed.  She started saying the nastiest things I never expected her to say.  Let me see that hard cock again, when u were massaging me, all I could think about was that hard thick cock in my ass and pussy.  With that, she spread her ass apart and I dove in with my mouth and sucked her ass.  I tongue fucked her hard as she bucked around and withered around. I then went to her pussy and she came on contact.  I ate her so hard she came a few times.  I was torn, I needed attention on my cock, but I loved eating out my girlfriend’s mom.

 

She then asked if I would just stick the head of my cock in her ass and jerk off until I came.  I said ok and my cock went in, it was so tight, but I loved it.  She reached under and rubbed her clit and my balls at the same time.  I was jerking it and then I said I was going to cum in her hot fucking ass.  I then knew she loved dirty talk because she came all over my balls. So I kept it up and she said to call her mommy.  Whoooooo  I said.  Now that was a little too freaky, but I did it.  She asked me to say to her “ I love fucking you ass mommy, may I please cum now?”  With that she said yes, please cum in my ass.  I did so and it was so fucking good. 

 

A second after that.  She took her own finger in her ass and plugged it.  I was confused.  Not being so horny anymore, she was trying to blackmail me I think. She said the only way she wouldn’t say a word to anyone was if I lay on my back. “NOW!” she said.  So I did.  She then squatted over my mouth and removed her finger and my cum dribbled into my mouth.  I have never tasted my cum before, so I was a little freaked. Plus I know it was mixed with her shit.  But at the same time I got so fucking turned on having my cum drip into my mouth out of her so hot ass I got another hard on.  She laughed and said it was enough for one day, and this will never happen again.

 

So I cleaned up and walked away scared. I was ashamed and I felt humiliated. I knew I went too far this time.  But the next week I topped that one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Good Morning”, he said as his lips grazed my cheek and he released me from his embrace.

“Good Morning…Coffee?”

“That would be great”

As I poured him a cup, I repressed my urge to bring up the events from the previous night; I knew that we would have to talk about them eventually but not in the afterglow of the most perfect night of my life.

“You know you really should get dressed, the car will be here to take us to the set in 30 minutes”, I said as I handed him his cup of coffee.

“You’re right”

The ride to the set that morning was silent for the most part other than a little mindless chatter between Cristian and the driver about how nice the weather was and things of that nature. When we arrived at the set we parted ways as I went over to hair and makeup and he went to wardrobe.  As I sat in the makeup chair, another of our co-stars, Oliver, came over and sat in the chair next to me, we exchanged pleasantries and had a little chat as we did every morning. Oliver played my husband in the movie, Christian my lover, little did I know at that time how true that scenario would play out in the coming years.

Oliver was very handsome as well, he was British and stood 6 feet tall, shoulder length chocolate brown hair, with mocha colored eyes, a neatly trimmed goatee, and he was in great shape. He was probably one of the nicest people I had ever met; he was just so caring and thoughtful all the time. It was common knowledge around the set that Oliver was quite smitten with me, but at the time I was head over heels for Cristian and to young and naïve to realize that he would never leave his family for me no matter how much he loved me.

Over the next few weeks my life followed pretty much the exact same pattern. Cristian and I would arrive on set at around 6 am, we would finish shooting around 7pm, sometimes later sometime earlier depending on the days shooting schedule. Cristian and I would return to my room, shower, order room service and end our evening by making love late into the night. I felt like my life was perfect. I was so in love and even though he never said it, I felt sure that Cristian would leave his girlfriend for me at the end of filming.

Our final day of shooting came all too soon. It was a crisp September day and Cristian was acting unusually cold to me that day. When filming wrapped, Cristian told me that he would see me at the wrap party that night and I returned to my room to get dressed.

I arrived at the party that night wearing a flowing royal blue dress that was belted at the waste and really showed off my ample cleavage, my hair was styled down with loose curls, and my makeup was perfect. I walked into the room; I immediately spotted Cristian and my heart broke into a million pieces. He saw me and looked at me with pain in his eyes. His girlfriend, Vanessa, sat beside him and it was in that moment that I realized that he was never going to leave her and their two children for me.

I quickly pulled myself together, I was an actress after all, and quickly made my way around the room exchanging pleasantries. I then found the bar, took my seat and started doing shots of tequila.

After about an hour, Oliver came over and joined me the bar; apparently he was the only one who had been able to see through my act.

“How are you, Natalie?”

“Fine, Ollie, thanks for asking”

“No your not, I can tell”

“Ok, so I’m not fine…what difference does it make?”

“It makes a difference to me”

“Well, let’s just say that that something I thought to be true wasn’t”

“Yeah, I saw that Cristian brought Vanessa with him tonight”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh come on, Natalie, did you seriously think it was a secret? Everyone knows….even Vanessa knows”

“But how?”

“Well you two weren’t exactly trying very hard to hide it”

“I guess you’re right…I just feel like such a fool”

“You’re not a fool Natalie, it happens to the best of us….and just between you and me any guy would be lucky to have you”

That night when I looked into Oliver’s eyes I felt a spark that I had never felt for him before, I knew that he was in love with me and that he would treat me the way that I longed to be treated, but I just felt like he deserved better.

Oliver and I spent the rest of the party at the bar drinking and by the time the party was over we were both very drunk. He offered to walk me back to my room, I accepted and he put his arm around me and I leaned into him for support.

We arrived at my room and he took my card to unlock the door, as I tried to lean on the wall for support I slipped and ended up falling flat on my face. We were both laughing hysterically as he helped me to my feet. We looked deep into each others eyes as he brushed my hair from my face and leaned in to kiss me. Our kissing soon became more passionate and before I knew it we were laying on my bed in each others arms.

He kissed my forehead, both of my eyes, my nose, both cheeks, back to my lips, then my chin, and then my neck. He unzipped my dress and gently pulled down the straps revealing my bare breasts. He began to lick, kiss, suck and nibble at my breasts leaving no part untouched. I placed my hands on the back of his head and pushed him into my breasts as he found my nipples and began to suck them. After showing equal attention to both nipples he moved down my body and pulled my dress the rest of the way down.

He passed over my burning pussy and removed my shoes and started to kiss my toes and feet. He then kissed his way up my right leg and then went back to show the same attention to my left leg. He licked, sucked and nibbled on my inner thigh before finally removing my thong.

He placed a gentle kiss on my freshly shaven pussy and started to gently lick up and down my swollen lips. He then sucked each lip into his mouth and nibbled on them gently. His teasing was unbearable to me, my desire had grown to the point that I felt as if though I would explode if he didn’t relieve me soon. Realizing my desperation, he gently spread my lips and found my swollen clit. He had only been sucking my clit a few minutes when I exploded in his mouth.

He crawled back up and lay on top of me and we kissed as I recovered from my orgasm. As soon as I recovered I got up and started to remove his clothing. I kissed his lips and then kissed my way down his body until I reached his cock. I started by gently swirling my tongue around the head of his cock. I licked my way down his shaft until I reached his balls and I stopped to suck his balls into my mouth. I then licked my way back up the shaft and sucked just the head of his cock into my mouth as I stroked his shaft with my hand.  When I felt that I had teased him long enough I took his whole cock into my mouth and as deep into my throat as I could. I bobbed my head up and down until he stopped me.

I was positioned on all fours on the bed and he positioned himself behind me. He started rubbing his hard cock in my wet slit teasing me again. He finally gently pushed his swollen head into my pussy. Slowly he eased the rest of his cock into my pussy. He was very thick and it was painful at first so he remained still for a moment while I got used to the size. The pain soon turned to pleasure as he began to pump his cock in and out of my pussy. He started slowly and gradually picked up the pace until he was pounding my pussy and I was screaming in pleasure. He reached around and rubbed my clit while he pounded my pussy and I began to feel the tension building in my stomach and I new that my second orgasm was close. He started fucking me faster and I knew that he was close as well. I started to match his thrusts and soon he was grunting as he filled my pussy with his hot cum, sending me over the edge.

I fell onto my stomach and he lay on top of me with his cock still buried in my pussy for a few minutes while we both recovered. He then rolled off of me and came and lay beside of me. I rolled over on my side and he put his arm around me and cuddled up next to me. He was soon fast asleep and as I lay there drifting off into my own peaceful slumber I was more confused than ever.

TO BE CONTINUED….

This is usually when fantasies kick in. This is when I want a woman with us to finger fuck me or fondle my nipples while I suck off my husband. Or vice versa. Sometimes I let him fuck her.  It’s a gift to him.  A thrill for me to trust him with another pussy.  I know how much he loves me. I know he would never leave me. I know this so much that I want him to have another woman as my gift to both of them. Lash is an excellent lover and our third deserves my husbands fat cock,  magic fingers and delectable tongue.  I know that it’s not his fantasy. He doesn’t need another pussy to fuck when he’s got mine. But I get wet thinking of watching him fuck someone else, someone who has fucked me and made me come. I want him to have the same experience—of fucking someone else. 

When I am that hot sex brings me to a higher state of mind. Among consenting adults, sex can take you to Nirvana. This is my belief. Three consenting adults. Why three? Three is my number. 

So I can’t figure out why I turned around.

We were in Oregon and free love was on my mind. We brought my vibrator, the Hitachi wand, the Rolls Royce of vibrators--clothes pins, rope, all the paraphernalia we needed to have the kind of sex we were accustomed to having at home.  I confessed to him that I had been fantasizing about piercing my nipples. I thought it looked hot. I want future lovers to know that I like to fuck hard and love having my nipples be the focus. 

We found a piercing shop, interviewed the owner, inspected for cleanliness and took the plunge. No doubts. No second thoughts. I did it. Pierced them. My husband stood by while he shoved two stainless steel bars into my large, brown, very suckable, nipples. They hurt like hell.  A pain I didn’t imagine. We walked gingerly to a bar, sat on their big comfy couches, ate nachos, drank two or three shots of tequila and I was out. Out for the count. It sedated me for my rebirth.

So why did I do it?
That’s the question I ask myself. I’m feeling less like a sexual Goddess and more like a suburban mom trying to defend her position at a PTA meeting.  I cover my nipples when I’m in the gym, I have dreams of people seeing my pierced ones and feel resigned to the shame of it.  I am hiding my nipples just as I hide my sexuality.  I am a bisexual too scared to admit it.

I’m facing in a different direction now. Not the same person I described at first. The sex is still good but I don’t want to have my nipples played with as much. I am even protective over them. I can’t quite figure out why the change in attitude.

Did I need self punishment to take me down from that high?
Am I not deserving of Nirvana?
Do I think that by exercising my power, bad things will happen…bad things will happen to my kids?  Rationally, it doesn’t make sense. But we’re not talking about intellect or the physical, or emotion, but something deeper. I deserve to go to Nirvana but I can't get out of my own way. My husband knows this about me. Knows that when things go right, I feel unworthy of my good fortune and find ways to punish myself rather than glory in my power, know my worth.

That's when Lash steps in. He knows when I need a lashing.  I like when he whips me with our hangers. I need it sometimes. Like now.  He hates when I deprive myself, or put myself down. Hates when I put limits on myself.  When I do that, he punishes me. I know I deserve it.  w I deserve it. 
 

Sarah and I got pretty close while we worked together and often times found ourselves doing more playing then working.  It isn’t like you can blame me for not working because you had to deal with this angelic girl you would do whatever she wanted too.  Sarah and I had a funny way of flirting that involved me saying things that would “upset” her and she would pinch and hit me.  I’ve never enjoyed having the shit beat out of me this much.  Of course being the gentleman I am I never hit her back, ok, at least never that hard.  Somehow beating on each other slowly became groping each other.  The occasional ass grabs or breast touches here and there became more and more frequent as were the nights that I would go home and masturbate thinking about her.  There were nights when it was just me and her working and when they were slow we would just stand in the kitchen hugging and holding each other.  Somewhere in there Sarah got my screen name and we began talking on the computer outside of work.  Between holding her every night I worked with her and these conversations that lasted until the wee hours of the morning I realized I was falling in love with her.

This is where things between Sarah and me became very interesting.  We started to hangout together outside of work and one night made plans to go drive around after work.  Sarah got off at ten, but I didn’t get off until Midnight.  I rushed home and showered and then drove to pick her up.  We made up some lie about going to see my friend’s band so her mom wouldn’t wonder why she was leaving.  We drove around and around not really going anywhere, but it didn’t really matter as long as I was with her.  The whole night I was nervous because we had been talking about how bad I wanted to kiss, but I was worried how she would react.  She told me that she had wanted to kiss me many times and she wanted me to kiss her, so I figured tonight would be the perfect night.  Well, I’m a chicken shit because I didn’t make my move and I was driving her back home because I had run out of places to drive to.  That is when Sarah took action and she kissed my hand and rested her head on my shoulder.  I felt her hot breath on my neck as I drove trying to act like I wasn’t nervous.  I felt her warm soft lips touch my neck and I felt her tongue lightly swirl on my neck.  At first I was taken back in shock because I couldn’t believe it really happened, but Sarah soon did it again to prove that this was no dream.  I thought I was going to kill us both because it she was making it hard to concentrate on the road and I was starting to cross the center line a bit.  I was looking for a place to pullover and finally just decided to stop.  I pulled to the side and turned and looked toward her.  She gave me a shy smile and asked what I was doing.  I told her that I needed to kiss her and that was what I was doing, but once again I was wrong.  Sarah attacked me with a passion that I’ve never seen.  She locked our lips together and slid her tongue into my mouth.  I’ve never got a hardon faster then when she kissed me.  I couldn’t get enough of her mouth.  It was soft and wet and willing to take my tongue as I slid it inside.  She sucked my tongue and ran her hands over my shoulders.  I ran my hands down her shoulders and over her breasts and squeezed them gently.  She moaned into my mouth and I played with her hard nipples through her shirt and bra.  That is about when we both realized we both still had seatbelts on and we decided to remove them to make things easier.  She flashed me her perfect tits as a joke, but I had a better joke.  I told her I hadn’t seen them good enough and I begged her to show me again and when she pulled up her shirt I leaned over for a closer look and then quickly sucked a nipple into my mouth.  Sarah moaned, “Oh…Cody…you’re so bad…”

“You don’t like it?”

Sarah rubbed her hand trough my hair as I went back to sucking and licking her sweet nipples, “Mmm…I never said that.”  I played with her nipples rubbing and twisting one while I sucked and gently bit the other.  Sarah moaned loudly and I could smell her pussy getting wet.  She lifted my head up from her breasts and sucked my neck hungrily.  Sarah had a thing for necks and loved having hers sucked and kissed, so I thought this was my opportunity to suck hers and get her to agree to anything I wanted.  She moaned like she was cumming when I started sucking her neck while I tweaked her hard nipples.  I started to run my hand down to her pussy and started to rub it through her jeans.  She moaned aloud and I rubbed faster and harder.  I tried to open her jeans, but she stopped me and said that she couldn’t.  I was a little disappointed, but didn’t want to ruin this so I continued playing with her tits and making out with her.  After awhile we stopped and she climbed across the car and laid in my arms.  We kissed and talked until the sun came up and then I drove her home.

That was the best night I’d ever had, but I knew that I needed her pussy.  The next time we were going to hangout she forgot and over slept, so she was still in bed when I got there.  The thoughts of going in and waking her up by licking her pussy ran through my mind, but I figured it would be best if I didn’t.  Her sister went and got her up for me and she came out in the clothes she slept in.  Even in her sweat pants and old t-shirt she looked so fuckable.  I could tell she wasn’t wearing any kind of underwear because her nipples stuck out through her shirt and her sweet ass didn’t show any kind of a panty line.  I wanted to bend her over the kitchen table and slide my cock into her pussy, but I knew that I had to play the game.  We ended up hanging out and watching TV together cuddled up on the couch.  Her younger brother sat in the chair next to the couch so that made my game harder, but more fun.  I started to rub Sarah’s legs lightly.  I noticed as I moved higher and higher her legs would twitch when I touched behind her knees or brushed her thighs.  I put an arm around her waist and I started to rub around the top of her pants.  I rubbed her hip right above her pussy and I would slide my fingers just past the top of her pants.  I watched Sarah carefully and saw she was getting worked up.  Her brother got up and went up stairs to use the bathroom; leaving us alone for a second and I knew I had to make my move.  As soon as he was gone I ran my hand to her pussy outside her pants and I started to rub her.  She gasped, but didn’t stop me, so I quickly put my hand inside her pants and felt her pussy for the first time.  She was shaved bald and I was right about her not wearing any panties.  I rubbed the outside of her pussy for about five seconds before I slid a finger deep inside her.  I was surprised to find the wettest pussy I’ve ever felt.  I started to finger fuck her hard and fast because I didn’t know when her brother would come back.  I rammed a second finger inside her and she grabbed my face to kiss me.  I started fucking her with my two fingers faster and faster.  I felt her pussy juices leaking out of her pussy around my fingers and I could smell her scent in the air.   I started to ram my fingers deep inside her and stroke her g-spot with my finger tips.  I felt her pussy clench around my fingers as she tried not to scream while she came.  I felt her pussy gushing her juices on my fingers, but I just fucked her faster and harder with my fingers and watched her face contort as she came a second time.  That is when her bother came back down stairs and I quickly took my hand out of her pants.  I turned to look at her and she just smiled and mouthed a thank you to me.  She turned and cuddled up to me and held my hand.  She took my finger and started to suck it like a tiny cock.  My cock was harder then I had never felt it and I wanted to fuck her right there.

Time seemed to drag by as I waited for her brother to go to bed, but finally he excused himself and left.  Sarah turned and looked at me with her lust filled eyes and said, “OH MY GOD!  That was so fucking good.”  She straddled my lap and started kissing me with more passion then I have ever seen a person kiss another person.  She grinded her pussy into my hard cock as she slid her tongue into my mouth.  I roughly grabbed her tits and squeezed them and we fucked each others mouths with our tongues.  I grabbed her sweet ass and rolled her onto the couch and I laid on top of her.  I wrapped my arms around Sarah and started grinding my hips into hers pressing my hard cock against her wet pussy.  I then leaned back off of her and put my hand in her pants and rammed my two fingers right back up Sarah’s hot pussy and fucked her as hard as I wanted to fuck her for real with my cock.  I lifted up her shirt and sucked and bit her nipples while I worked her pussy hard and fast.  It was so hard for me to not just take out my cock and feed it up her hungry pussy, but I didn’t want to ruin this so I kept working her love hole making Sarah cum on my fingers.  I had played with a few pussies, but nobody had one like Sarah.  I’ve never felt a pussy so hot and wet; a pussy so in need of a good fucking.  I watched her pretty little face as it contorted while she came again and again.  I finally gave her a break and I slid my fingers back out of her hot pussy.  I could smell her slick snatch on my fingers and it made me want her even more.  We both lay on the couch and she rubbed my cock through my pants.  I wanted so badly for her to take it out and suck me off so I could watch her swallow my cum as it slides down her throat.  She slowly undid my pants and started to stroke my cock.  It felt so good to have someone else stroke it again.  Her smooth hands wrapped around it and she slowly slid her hand up and down teasing me.  She bent over and got closer to my cock.  I could feel Sarah’s hot breath on my cock head and I almost in tears I wanted it in her mouth so bad.  I watched her inch her pouty lips closer and closer and then we both heard a noise and we quickly tried to act normal.  Her step dad was up and so the action ended there for the night.  My balls ached from the excitement and then not being able to release, my balls hurt so bad that I couldn’t wait and I had to jack off on the drive home.  I rubbed myself through my jeans until I came on myself.

I got home and got excited again when accidentally smelled one of my fingers and I could smell her tangy pussy.  I laid on my bed and jacked off hard thinking about everything that happened.  I thought about how bad I wanted her to make me cum. How I wanted to cum on her face.  I wanted to cum on her tits.  I wanted to cum in her mouth and watch her suck every last drop from my cock.  I wanted to cum in her tight pussy and watch it drip out.  I knew after this night there was no way I could live without fucking her.  I wasn’t going to ever cum on myself again.  I knew that next time we met she would be the one going home covered in my cum.

The next time I got a chance to spend sometime with this vixen was when we both had to going to freshman registration at the local university.  I picked Sarah up that morning and we headed down there.  After a long day of listening to people talk about the university and taking a tour of campus I was more then ready to be alone with her.  I took Sarah back to my house and we hung out on the couch a bit.  She fell asleep and that’s when I started to rub her stomach again.  I ran my finger tips down past the waist of her pants and touched the top of her lacey underwear.   Sarah looked me in the eye and I could tell she was really getting worked up.  I told her we should get out of here and we left for this park.  I had planed to get her more in the mood by playing with her and touching her sweet body, but the park was full of kids still.  We decided to take another drive and we started to hold hands.  I pulled Sarah’s hand to my mouth and kissed it.  She took my hand and kissed it back.  That’s when I took her hand sucked her finger into my mouth.  Sarah moaned a little then giggled and took my finger into her mouth and sucked it like I wanted her to suck my cock.  After that I put my hand on her thigh.  I slowly worked up Sarah’s engaging thighs until my hand was over her crotch.  I started to rub her pussy through her pants.  Her breathing increased and she started to lightly moan.  Sarah would try to pull my hand off her pussy when we pulled along another car or when we stopped at a stop light, but I wasn’t letting go.  I just rubbed her faster and harder.  She said that we needed to find somewhere to go and not really having a plan I drove towards her house.  Sarah started to kiss my neck as we drove.  My mind raced back to last time she did this and steamy make out session we had.  As we got closer to her street she told me to drive past and she we would find a place to stop.

We drove what seemed like forever before she finally told me to stop.  I had barely stopped the car when Sarah jumped me and locked our lips in a passionate kiss.  We kissed and teased each other with our tongues for a few minutes before it was suggested we should move to the back.  Sarah and I hurried to the back seat and jumped into each others arms.  She slowly licked and sucked my neck.  I squeezed her soft breasts and ass in my hands.  I pushed her off of me and licked and sucked her neck.  I slowly pulled Sarah’s shirt over her head and unhooked her bra.  I roughly squeezed her nipples between my fingers.  Then I grabbed one of her tits and sucked the nipple hard.  I listened to Sarah moan and exhale sharply.  I bite her nipple and flicked my tongue over it as she ran her hand trough my hair.  I laid her back and started to rub her pussy through her pants.  I watched as Sarah got more and more excited.  I could tell this was the perfect time to try to get her pants off.  I laid back against the door and pulled Sarah into my lap.  I reached around her and undid her pants and slid my hands into her panties.  I slid my finger between her pussy lips.  I could feel her pussy leak her juices on my fingers as they slid past her pussy hole.  I rubbed her pussy lips and slid my finger inside.  Sarah moaned like the weight of the world had been lifted off her shoulders.  I started to finger her tight pussy slowly teasing her.  I tried to push in another finger but it was hard because she still had her pants on, so I whispered, “Do me a favor and take off your pants so I can fucked you better.”  Sarah agreed and she slipped out of her pants.  For the first time I got to see her completely naked.

The moon shone on Sarah’s breasts and I saw the beautiful pussy that I had fingered not too long ago.  I pulled her back into my lap and rammed two fingers up her pussy.  I fucked her hard with my fingers while I squeezed her tits firmly.  I bit her neck as I slammed my fingers harder and harder into her pussy.  Sarah was screaming about how good it felt as her pussy flooded with her juices.  I felt her pussy clench down on my fingers as she shook into her first orgasm.  I slid my fingers out of her pussy and made her turn around and face me with her pussy.  I slammed my two fingers back inside her pussy.  I fucked her hard and fast with my fingers trying to get her to scream out.  I watched her pussy devour my fingers.  I could smell her pussy as her juices leaked out onto my hand.  I could tell she was close to cumming again so I rubbed her clit while I fucked her pussy deep with my fingers.  I kept finger fucking her tight hole until she exploded into another orgasm.  I continued to finger slowly and I asked her of she would suck my cock.  She smiled and said she wanted too more then anything.

Sarah slowly started to rub my cock through my pants.  She leaned over and licked my neck while she squeezed my cock.  She slowly unzipped my pants and slid her hand into my boxers and wrapped her soft fingers around my cock.  Sarah slowly pumped my cock and whispered, “Do you like that baby?”  I could only moan out that I did. She slowly pulled my cock out of my boxers and leaned over and kissed it.  I thought I was going to cum right there.  I felt her hot breath on my cock and she stroked me a little faster.  Sarah squeezed my cock and then slid her tongue over the head to lick up the pre-cum.  Then she slid her lips around the purple head and sucked it into her mouth.  Sarah slid the rest of my cock past her lips and started to suck harder and harder.  I grabbed her hair and pushed her down on my cock.  She slid back up sucked on my head again while she jacked me into her mouth.  I reached down and played with her nipples while she sucked me.  I couldn’t believe how warm and soft her mouth was.  I was really getting into her bobbing her head on my cock when she asked me if I had any protection.  Honestly, I didn’t think it would go this far so I didn’t bring anything.

Sarah looked up at my with the cutest face and asked, “Well can you just be inside me a little bit then?”  I couldn’t believe my ears; I was going to get to fuck the girl I had wanted for so long.  Sarah helped me take my pants the rest the way off.  She straddled my lap and grabbed my cock.  Sarah lowered herself down until my cock head was between her pussy lips.  She slowly lowered herself down and I felt the swollen head of my cock slide into her moist hole.  She moaned because she finally had my hard cock inside her.  Sarah slid up and down my cock a few times before she sunk all the way down on it.  I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have my cock inside her.  I didn’t mention it before, but while I have had several experiences with oral sex and fingering girls, I was still a virgin.  Sarah started to grind her hips in a circle on my cock.  She started to bounce up and down and rocking back and forth.  Sarah held onto my shoulders as she took my hot cock up her snatch.  After just a short time of her on my cock I felt like I was going to cum.  I told Sarah that she needed to calm down because she felt too good and I was going to cum.  She told me to get on top of her so I could have better control on it. It seemed like a good idea so I had her lay across the seat and I slid between her legs.  Sarah grabbed my cock and pushed it back inside her tight pussy.  I started to fuck her harder and harder.  I had been waiting to fuck her for two years and I was going to fuck her hard enough to make up for those two wasted years.  Sarah started to scream about how hard I was fucking her and she begged me not to stop, “OH GOD CODY! Don’t stop….shit…fuck me….come on…you said you were going to fuck me hard if you got the chance….SO DO IT!”

Hearing Sarah tell me how to fuck her tight hole just made me want to hurt her pussy with my cock.  I rammed into her deeper and deeper and then I realized this was my chance to fucker her from behind.  I pulled my cock out of her dripping pussy and Sarah looked up at me and whined, “Why did you stop?”

“Get on your hands and knees….I want to fuck you doggie style.”

Moaning, “Mmm…ok baby.”  Sarah turned over and got on her hands and knees.  I crawled up behind her and rubbed her sweet ass and pussy.  I played with her pussy, running my fingers between her lips.  She reached around behind her and grabbed my cock and slammed it inside her because she couldn’t take the teasing anymore.  I grabbed Sarah around the hips and started to ram inside her.  I was using her slick honey hole as my personal toy.  I started to fuck her faster and faster and Sarah started to scream louder and louder.  I could fell my nuts slapping against her clit I was fucking her so hard.  I felt myself getting close to cumming again so I pulled out and told her to get back on her back.  Sarah rolled over and spread her legs wide.  I climbed between her tight legs and slammed my cock as hard and deep into her pussy as I could get in one thrust.  I reached down and grabbed her breast and started fucking her twat for all I was worth.  Sarah screamed that she had ever been fucked so hard in her life.  I just fucked her harder listening to her head banging onto the door of the car.  I felt my balls start to tighten and the cum flowing up from my toes.  I started to fuck Sarah harder and faster and right before I came I pulled my cock out of her dripping pussy.  I pumped my cock a few times before it exploded onto Sarah’s face, tits, and stomach.  I laid back and watched Sarah as I tried to catch my breath.  She looked beautiful as she glistened from being covered in sweat and my cum.  Sarah smiled at me and wipes some of the cum off her face and licked it off her fingers, “Mmm…you taste really good…next time you’re going to have to shoot it in my mouth.”  Sarah slid over to me and laid in my arms as she reached down and slowly stroked my cock.  She asked, “So, now that you have really had sex….what do you think?”

“Oh my god Sarah…I can’t believe how good your pussy felt.”

“I was hoping you would say that?”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I was thinking that if you liked it here you are going to love it when we don’t have to deal with this small of a space.”  I turned and looked at Sarah and she just smiled and kissed me, and from then on I knew that Sarah and I were going to have quite a few more fun stories to tell.

When we pulled into our yard, the outside light switched on and lit the whole yard. We got out of the vehicles and stood holding each other as Susan looked around and said she had always wanted a place in the country so she could have sex outside. I told them that they could stay out in the yard but that I needed to put my coat in the house and would be right back. I ran up the steps and unlocked the front door. As I started in the house, I turned and saw my husband and Susan embracing. His cock was hard again and poking at her pussy. I smiled, thinking to myself that this was going to be a fun night. I went in and hung my coat in the closet and ran to the bathroom. I quickly washed myself off and dabbed some perfume on my mound and under each breast. When I opened the front door and started back out to the yard, I saw Susan on her knees with my husband's cock buried into her throat.Ken's hands were on the back of her head and he was fucking her mouth. He groaned and drove his cock deep and shot a stream of his sperm into her throat and mouth. About that time, the motion light switched off and left us in almost total darkness, illuminated only by the almost full moon. I walked up to them as she was getting off her knees and standing up. I put my arms around her and gave her a deep tongue probing kiss. She responded by spitting Ken's sperm into my mouth. I rolled my tongue in it, tasting the sweet, yet salty fluid then swallowed it. Our hands were exploring each others bodies. She began to kiss and suck my aching breasts. We slowly sank to the lawn and got in a sixty nine position. Our tongues were both probing and teasing each other's clit. We rolled in the grass as we tonguefucked each other. We both came almost simultaniously, our bodies shaking with the convultions of our orgasms.

When we both had recovered from the orgasm, I got up and told Ken that he should fuck her. Ken didn't wait to be told twice. He was on her and fucking her in deep strokes, her legs waving in the air. Ken held her by the hips and pounded his cock into her. I could imagine what she felt, having that cock driven into me numerous times. The sight of my husband fucking this other woman was even more exciting than I could imagine. I fell to my knees and watched as his cock stretched her pussy. I reached between his legs and began massaging his balls. I could tell by the tensing of his groin muscles that he was about to fill her again. As he moaned and leaned back to cumm, I squeezed his balls, trying to match the rythm of his climax. Susan screamed in passion as she came with him, her legs wrapped tightly around him.

The two of them were soon asleep in the grass and I crawled up beside them. I woke up when the sun was just beginning to break over the hill to the rear of our farm. I saw them stir and leaned over and kissed them both. We decided to get up and go in the house for a while. I ran up the steps and yelled that I had dibs on the shower. I went in and turned the water on as hot as I could stand it and began to wash, letting the hot water cascade down my body and into the drain. I ran my hands down my tummy and let my fingers probe my pussy. I began to tease my clit and was soon headed for another orgasm. I grabbed the shower rail as I began to shake and let my emotions flow. My knees were shaking so bad that if I hadn't grabbed the rail, I'm certain I would have fallen on the slippery tile floor.

I walked out into the kitchen, toweling my hair and saw that Ken had already started the coffee. I told Ken he should get his shower next while Susan helped me get some breakfast going. Susan walked up and kissed me, saying that she was glad I had let my husband fuck her. I told her that it wasn't the only time she would get fucked that weekend. I admitted to her that This was all new to me too and the thought of another woman having sex with my husband was both a turn on and feeling of fear that he might find her more attractive to him and want to have her instead of me. Susan assured me that she had no intention of taking Ken from me and that she had always dreamed of fucking a guy in front of his wife.

Susan and I chatted while we fixedthe breakfast and decided to go out somewhere in the daylight and have some fun under the sun in a place we might be seen.

That part of the story will have to be in the next installment

"I'll have a salad, low fat ranch as an appetizer. And also I'd like a filet mignon with a baked potato on the side, plain, for my entree. And Diet Coke would be good for my drink," Kaylee told the waitress.

"And I'll have some potato soup for my appetizer. For my entree, I'll take the 16 oz. rib eye, chilli cheese fries on the side. And I'll take a Corona for my drink," I told the waitress.

The waitress smiled and went into the back to put in our order. The aroma of the steakhouse was great..all the while admiring the atmosphere, I felt a little nudge on my crotch. I downcasted my eyes to find Kaylee's heel rubbing against my mound. It sent electric shocks throughout all my body and I kinda shook a bit. She giggled a little and grinned, knowing that I loved this and that she could really tease me. I shifted my weight to get in a more comfortable position. She continued to rub my mound when I felt pre-cum ooze off the head of my cock and onto my shaft. I picked her foot up off my crotch, considering that this definately wasn't the place to be doing this. I started rubbing what I could of her foot, trying to ease her down. She was a little frustrated and pulled her foot away and sat there and pouted. Well damn..I thought to myself. We sat in silence for about 10 minutes when the waitress came back with our appetizers. As soon as I took the first bite of my soup, I felt a strong kick in my crotch. I felt a strong sensation of pain filling the lower half of my body. Kaylee had done it. She got up and left. There I sat..alone. I held part of my face in my hands, the other accepting the small bites of soup I was taking. The waitress soon came back to bring us both our main entrees when she saw that I was now alone, no trace of a purse or anything of Kaylee's.

"Excuse me, the woman, that was with you, is she planning to return?" the waitress asked me.

"Doubt it. She got mad and left. I'll go ahead and take both entrees," I said.

The waitress frowned a little bit. I began to notice her more. She was a little shorter than Kaylee, about 5'3 I'd say. She wasn't heavy at all. About 110-113 lbs I'd say. And she had blonde hair, a gorgeous face, and make up nicely done. She looked about 19-21. She was really a hot girl.

"I get off shift in about 20 minutes. If you'll stick around, I'll gladly sit and talk if you'd like," she said to me.

This really brightened me but I felt a little reluctance in me. Did Kaylee break up with me or was she just mad at me for the time being. I really was starting to like this girl and found it freshing the somebody liked me and actually cared about what I thought. I nodded my head in acceptance to her invitation. She smiled now and walked off, shaking her ass a bit, and I suspected she did it because she knew I would be looking. And look I did. I gobbled up the great rib eye and fries and decided I'd box Kaylee's and maybe eat it later or something. I was sippin' my Corona when I noticed the waitress come back into my view. She sat down in the booth with me.

"Soooo..my name is Caitlin. Yours hun?" she said to me.

"Lucas. Friends call me Jupitar though," I said.

"Jupitar..eh? Why do they call you that?" she asked.

"Beyond me. Started callin' me that back in 3rd grade." I said.

"Soo..that girl and you..you two together?" she asked.

"Not for sure. I think I pretty much got dumped right there. She gets pissed about such small little things and if she didn't just dump me, then I think I just dumped her because I'm not puttin' up with that shit." I said.

She giggled a little and then went on to say..

"Well, cutie, you're definately a sweet guy. You could do sooooo much better," she said to me, bravely.

Daaamn..this girl was coming onto me and I really loved it. Could she get any better? I thought to myself, "Man..I wanna kiss this girl so bad but she'd probably call me a jerk." Suddenly I was interrupted in all of my train of thought by her words. I seemed to be drowning them out.

"Lucas! Lucas! You in there?" she said to me.

Lucas. Wow..been a while since I've been called by that name. It was awkward.

"Yeah..sorry just was into some 'deep' thought," I responded, keeping her out of alarm.

I called on a waiter for a tab and a box to put the food in. He brought it back quickly and I paid the bill, leaving the change for a tip. After boxing the food, I asked her something..

"So..wanna go see a movie or something Caitlin?" I asked.

"Um..well..sure Lucas," she said.

"You know..you can call me Jupitar," I responded, flashing the best smile I could.

She smiled and got in her car. It wasn't a bad car. Volkswaggon Bug. She drove it back to her house and got in my Vette. I drove her to the local theatre and we got some popcorn and drinks for the movie. We got in there and watched it. [Million Dollar Baby starring Clint Eastwood, Hilary Swank, Morgan Freedman.] It was a great movie. She loved it too. As we walked out of the theatre, I found her tear struck from the events in the movie and wrapped my arm around her. She apparently liked that and leaned into my chest, walking out with me. We got in my Vette and I drove to this remote area that I owned. Inheritance kicks ass. It has a lake and a cabin. We got out of the Vette and walked into the cabin. We got all settled in and she told me she didn't have to work tomorrow. I had never taken Kaylee here before. But I felt a really strong connection with Caitlin. I went to go change clothes. I took off my shirt, revealing my 6 pack and my strong biceps and triceps, along with my defined chest. I put on some old, ripped jeans and a cap and some boots and walked out. She didn't have anything to change in, but once she looked at me, I saw hungry eyes. I walked over to her and gave her a peck on the lips. I would leave at that, knowing even though that I was going to fuck her good tonight, I better save the best for last. I got the paddles for the boat and a fishing rod and casted out into the lake. I had a few tugs on the line until one big tug got on my line. I realed it in and caught an at least 10 pound bass. I kept it and threw it in the cooler. I rowed back in and showed Caitlin my catch. She was apparently pleased and I came to find that she was a really good cook. She deep fried it [the 10 pound bass] and the smell was unbelievable. She cooked vegetables on the grill [corn-on-the-cob, baked potatos, with onion flavor]. I was in Heaven. She brought it all in and served it to me. As soon as I cut up that catfish, I saw white meat all in there and it was gorgeous. The corn and the potato was tender and boy was it a feast. I hadn't eaten that good since my mama last cooked for me. I rushed it down with some iced tea she made and I was in pure bliss. I put down some blankets on the floor and laid on my stomach. Caitlin sat on my ass and began digging those little but strong fingers into my back. Mmm..God it felt soooo good. She massaged my back for a while when I suddenly felt her laying on top of me, gyrating her hips into my ass. I could feel a wet spot in her pants slightly and knew I was getting her hot. I already loved this girl. I suprised her and rolled on my side, throwing her to my side, and then I laid on my back, putting her on top of me. I slowly eased her down, kissing her deeply, intwining my tongue with her. Then..I heard my cell phone ring. Bleh..I wasn't about to answer the son of a bitch. I continued kissing her and boy was she a good kisser. As I kissed her, I massaged her ass and heard muffled moans escape her mouth. Good. I was getting her really hot now. I threw her up, her back hitting my crouched up legs. I pulled her shirt over her head, revealing a suprising no shirt. As an instinct, I put my hands right on them, exploring them, kneading her nipples with my fingers. I heard her moan pretty loudly now. I pushed my hands down her torso, now in her crotch region. I stuck my hand down her panties and began rubbing her clit. She clutched my biceps as I did this and moaned loudly, gyrating her hips on my finger. Her pussy muscles wrapped around my finger and I knew she was getting ready to cum, but I didn't want that yet. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, sprining out [as most of you know] my 11 inch cock. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw it.

"WOWWWWW You're the biggest I have EVER seen!!! I don't even see this on the internet!" she said to me.

I grinned. She went down and put her lips around my purple head. She licked inside my piss hole and I shivered. She started sucking on the helmet-like head and moaned. She came to find, as soon as she put her mouth lower and lower on my cock, that it was about as wide as her wrist with lots of thickness. She could take in about 6 inches until it hit the back of her throat. She was just like Kaylee and I guess every other woman..she hummed. It sent electric shocks through my body and I cummed my load all in her mouth. It was too much for her to handle and it came out the creases of her mouth. I bent down to her pussy, pulled down her cute ass thong, and started licking her pussy. God it was so warm. I took the clit in between my teeth, rubbing my tongue over it. She was already close to the edge when she cummed all in my mouth. It was warm and sweet. Kinda tasted like strawberries and whip cream. Yum. She pushed my head deep into her crotch and I remained there for a while. She eased back and leaned against the couch. She panted and I held her in my arms. Later that night..

Well..actually thats for another time. :D Gotta keep y'all on the edge.

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This is part three of the "Me and Kaylee" series. Any constructive criticism is needed and wanted. I hope you enjoyed the story and stay tuned for the next part.

                                                                      -Jupitar Yager

About a month later I was transferred and the word got around I was moving on in a weeks time. Jan came to me and said I heard you have been transferred and I said yes, then she said well tonight is the night and I knew exactly what she was alluding to. I said ok.

I picked her up at the end of the street as she didnt want the boyfriend to know she was going shagging. Within moments of being in the car her hand was on my lap feeling for the trouser snake in there. We drove to a nearby spot she told me about and by then she had my cock out and was pumping it madly and I was hot myself and came very quickly and had to catch everything in one of her tissues she had ready. She said let me have a look - I hand job him but he wont let me look at his cock or see his cum, as we only ever do it in the dark. She was fascinated with seeing my cum and played with it when I finished cleaning up we drove on because that place was filling up with other cars and it was still early and not very dark - she said come on somebody might recognise me here.etc.

We got to another place I had used before which was fairly secluded. It was a moon light night and this spot overlooked a bay. She said lets go for a swim in the nude so we did. There were two other doing the same thing and they relaxed more when they saw us naked too. While we were there we kissed and fingered each other off in the water and I came again and this time so did she and boy did she make it known she was enjoying it. It left no doubt in the minds of the other two who were some distance away what we were doing. It was a five minute walk back to the car and we had left our clothes on a picnic table next to the car. On the way the heavens opened and we had been so engrossed in our sex that we hadnt realised the sky had become overcast. By the time we got back our clothes were saoking wet. It was a warm night and our clothes soaking we so we just got into the back seat naked and began the passion build up and being naked already we were both able to get to all the parts we wanted to play with. As we kissed I felt her breasts and kissed and suckled on them. She had never had that done before and loved every moment as I sucked, licked, bit and did just about everything that can be done to a nipple, in fact both nipples. Then she wanted to look and play with my cock and examine it closely and I thoroughly enjoyed the way she felt it, stroked it, and played with my balls. She was fascinated with it, as I am circumcised and her bf isnt. I sort of made overtures about her trying to suck me and she said no - I have never done that and I am not keen to do it as I dont want cum in my mouth. I have heard it tastes terrible.

By now she was happy with her examination having asked every question and felt every bit of my cock and balls and gently palyed with it. Then we got back to kissing and I was gradually making my way down her body and when I got to her pubic region she said what are you doing and I said I want to kiss the insides of your thighs and she opened her legs wide to give me access and the scent of her was absolutely devine. After swimming etc she was all salty and sparkling clean and the scent of her musky cunt juice was really turning me on. I kissed her a couple of times on each thigh and gently lifted her legs up so she was perfectly positioned and then without warning latched my mouth onto her now wet and wondeful cunt. She gave a jerk and tried to pull away but I had her firmly in my grasp with an arm around each leg holding her open I applied my lips to her cunt lips firmly and kissed sucked and licked her labia and wide open vagina as she wriggled and tried to get me off her. I persisted and then found her clit and squeezed it betwen my lips and rubbed it with my tongue. She gave up the fight and relaxed and changed her actions from trying to escape to forcing herself more firmly onto my mouth and in less than a minute clamped my head betwen her thighs and bucked and screamed and I thoroughly enjoyed the wonderful warm pink flesh she had opened wider for me to devour. She told me afterwards it was the most amazing and intense orgasm she has ever had . Her cunt filled with that wonderful syrup that only girls can make and I sucked every drop from inside her that I could get. Her spasm lasted about what seemed like a minute but it was less than that and she collapsed completely spent and ghasping for breath and her whole body was rising and falling as she tried desperately to get a much air into her lungs as she could. I could feel her heart racing and see the veins in her neck pulasating as her heart pumped blood like mad. Her hard nipples now blood red and each breast and her stomach rising and falling in rythm with her harsh deep breathing.I knew she had enjoyed me giving her her first oral orgasm.

When she recovered completely she could only talk about one thing - how wonderful what I had done to her had been and she described in detail how every nerve in her body suddenly went beserk and brough on her orgasm like she had never ever experienced before. I could have asked for anything and she would have done it for me.

After she had settled down I made more moves this time like I wantd to fuck her. My cock was now hard and standing up and she was feeling it and saying how good it felt. I said it can feel better and she said how and I said let me show you. I then got her legs open and this time put one over each shoulder as her bum sat on the edge of the seat and I positioned my cock and then aimed it for her cunt which again was wide open, wet and pink, and I gently guided it toward the tunnel of love she had so beautifully prepared for me. I let my cock head slip into her. She was not too tight or loose either and I could feel the warmth of her labia lips and the wetness of her vagina take me in and hold the head of my cock just inside her firmly. I asked if she was ready and she just nodded, she was already in cunt heaven and I slid my cock slowly but forcefully down into her until I had my entire cock inside her down to my balls, which were so soft they were rubbing against the slit of her bum between her legs. I could feel them sliding up and down as I began to slowly pump my cock deeply into her.

She said holy christ that is the most amazing sensation I have ever had. I have been fucked dozens of times before but nothing has ever felt like this. This is heavenly - how big are you. I said you are getting all seven inches of me. She said Barry has six inches but it never felt like this before. I cant believe being fucked can feel so different. Oh god she said just put it right in and just let me feel it up inside me. I did as she asked and she said I can feel every inch of it and it is in so far it must be touching my belly button, I can feel it touching something. I said thats your cervix thats about as far as it will go in before it might start to hurt you. She said my first time hurt but this is heavenly ok start fucking me again and I slowly lifted myself up and then slowly let my cock force its way down deep into her again a few more times before I began to really fuck her.I got a nice rythm going and she soon started to meet me and as I went down she lifted her ass and between the two of us we began to fuck magnificently, not hard and fast but firmly and at a moderate speed that we were both comfortable with.

The two of us were fucking like professionals and she was getting herself nicely warmed up to make the most of it. We fucked beautifull for about 7 or 8 minutes and she kept telling me how wonderful it was and how she never realised how being fucked properly felt. She said beore it was always in a hurry and he often came before her, pulled out and left her to finish herself off with her fingers.

I had to say honestly I couldnt remember having as good a fuck as she was before, she really was something else, and a natural.She said I have been masturbating for 6 years and at least 6 or 7 times a week and I have had some good orgasms but today was beyond belief. I said then lets see if we can make this another milestone. I started to move harder and faster and then she said oh god i like this, and then said harder, harder I want it harder and I started to really thrash her with my cock deep and hard. Her body was shaking all over from the force I was doing her with and her breasts were bouncing each time I hit her hard down deep and the slap of our flesh meeting must have been heard for miles as was her grunts as I hit her deep. Then she said I am cumming holy fucking shit this is unbelievable and that had me going as well and I could feel my cock harden even harder and my balls began to get that feeling like they were about to explode and the two of us thrashed into each other as she pushed her ass up as I pushed down and then her back arched up and remained there with her pelvis firmly planted against mine. She let out this deep sound AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH from the bottom of her throat and screamed and screamed and thrashed her head about in what seemed like complete agony.

I couldnt control myself either and I flooded her internally with spurt after spurt of my wonderful load of hot warm sticky baby juice. My cum was red hot and my cock felt like a fire hose as the huge volume of cum flooded into her continuously. By the time I had complely spent myself into her she had settled down. I couldnt remember her saying anything I was too intent on enjoying one of the best fucks I have ever had. 

Then the two of us collapsed and I fell on top of her. She was having the same reaction as she had earlier and I was almost identical having the same reaction she was having for the second time. We were both soaking wet with sweat. We had certainly dried off from the earlier soaking we got but this was pure sweat. I rested my head on her breasts and she lifted an arm to put around me and I could smell that wonderful sweaty scent from under her arm and knew she had put everything into making our fucking the most pleasurable event of her life. Her hair was soaking wet also, she had put so much effort into her pleasure.

We sat and rested and talked. I asked if she had taken precautions and said yes she was on oral contraception and I said thank heavens, it never entered my head we just got into it so fast. How many girls have you fucked she asked and I said she was number 6. She asked how did I compare and I said you are now the top of the class. She said you possibly tell them all that and I said no, I have never had a fuck to equal what we had just enjoyed. That I said was my best effort ever. I then said its possibly not a question a gentleman asks, but as you can see I am no gentleman but how many guys have you had. She said two boys only. My first was a complete waste of space and effort, he came in me and was off and I never saw him again. It hurt and we had taken no precautions and I didnt even know his name other than his first name and I could well have ended up pregnant. I spent an hour on the toilet tring to get it all out of me and had no idea about safe sex and the rythm method. All I knew was a boy came in you and you got pregnant. Fortunately my period arrived on time a week later which was the worst week of my life - until then. I have never been happier to have a period ever.

She then asked me do you want to see me again - after you go. I said if you want to. She said every day and night if it can be like this. I nodded. Good she said I can get rid of that prick next door, I only want him for sex and then its not always good. He satisfies me about half the time if I am lucky.

I said I dont know about you but I think I could go again if you were in the mood. She said look I am buggered but I am more than happy for you to have as much as you want and she prepared herself to take me into her again. This time she was full of my previous load of cum and her juices and her cunt was sloppy but I could still enjoy myself and I fucked her for about 5 minutes and then used my prostate to make another hot load of baby juice redy for her and unloaded another sac full of my semen into her hot wet dripping cunt. After I came I kissed her and she said what is that taste in your mouth, I know it from somewhere. I laughed and said I bet you suck your fingers sometimes when you masturbate. She said no I dont - I said well how many other cunts have you sucked and she said dont be disgusting - I said what you are tasting is your cunt juice, remember I sucked you off and got a mouthful of your wonderful cunt juice and thats what you can taste. She said you caught me out that time. She said have you ever tasted your own and I said I have a couple of times years ago when I started masturbating and jacked off into a spoon and drank it. How was it she asked and I said at the time I thought it certainly wasnt rasberry cordial but it was ok. I said would you like to try some and she said - no. I said go on I have given you a mouth wash it doesnt hurt and I wont mind if you spit it out when i cum. We talked about it for a while and as we did I fingered her nipples and she was warming up to the idea and finally said I cant - its all covered in the stuff out of my cunt. I said I can wash it, and immediately got out and walked over to a tap nearby and washed my entire pubic area and let her see what I was doing. When I got back I said see I am as clean as a whistle now. It took her a few minutes to gain the courage and then a few goes at putting it into her mouth. I was laying back on the car seat and she was kneeling on the floor between my legs holding my cock and occasionally stropping it and she asked a couple of times - couldnt I just wank you off- I said I would prefer you to suck me off really. Finally she put her mouth over me for about the tenth time and then held it there. She moved her tongue around and sucked hard. I said dont suck as hard it will hurt your cheeks, just rest your lips on it and run your tongue over and around it.

After a few minutes she seemed far happier and said you tell me how to do it, I dont know. I said you are doing fine just keep that up and I will be happy. She went back down on me and she started to give me quite a good head job, once or twice I suggested something she could try but once she actually bit me and I said I wasnt keen on that and she said sorry I will make up for that and did. At one stage she asked what deep throating was and I explaind it and said lets try that after you have more practice some other night, that takes practice. She started to take me deeply and then realised exactly what was involved and stopped.

I lasted a few more minutes and I got ready to cum, she had done a good job. I said I am nearly there, if you like you can take it out and wank me off, I wont mind I have enjoyed it so far, or you can take it in our mouth and then spit it out, I dont mind that either. Its up to you.

She said just let me know when you are cumming and I will decide what I will do and how I feel. She went back down and within a minute I said now - I'm cumming and she sucked hard and took it all in her mouth and before I realised it had swallowed my cum. Then she looked up at me with a smile from ear to ear and said that wasnt bad at all.I was in two minds when you said it but though what the hell and did it, I am so proud of myself. I have swallowed my first load of cum, fantastic. I said how does it taste and she said a bit stronger than the taste in our mouth earlier and a bit like salt or vinegar I am not sure. I said come up here and kiss me, I will find out for myself and we kissed and tasted my cum on her tongue and said I think we will have to do it again I cant make up my mind either. She said if I have to I will - and I said no I will look forward to our next night together we can do it all again and by then you will be wanting it more and more.

We kissed for ages and neither of us wanted any more fucking or sucking we were both more than happy. I took her home and she clung to me and didnt want me to go. I said I will see you tomorrow. She said at work and play I hope. I said a little bit of work and a lot of play if I have anything to say about it. She kissed me and said I cant wait. Then as I was about to go she came to the side of the car and put her finger out to seal my lips. She had wiped it through her cunt and said this is to remember me by and to tempt you into more tomorrow. It was a mixture of both my cum and her juice and sweat. It tasted wonderful. I said take your pants off and come here - she said I dont have any on and ran off.

The next day it didnt take long for the news to travel and everybody knew she and I had been out together but I am sure had no idea of what happened.

I did learn a few weeks later one of the other girls did because she was moved to where I had been moved to, and the first time we talked she said when you are tired of her I am available. I said I will keep you in mind but dont hold your breath.  She did for six months and I broke my rule of no office associations. Jan and I parted friends - but without benefits any more. Jan found she liked sex with another woman better.  My first night out with Sally was even better than my first night with Jan. Sally was experienced and we wasted no time in making sure how much we both knew and how many different ways we could have sex together. Now a year later we are still fucking like rattle snakes at least two nights a week and every weekend. She is even better than Jan. We have no plans to become partners as we enjoy the way we are and have been for so long. Living apart has added significance when we are together. Some of our weekends are completed naked days of depravity and never ending sex. We do enjoy a nice meal together and then its back to bed to eat each other for sweets.

 

He made his way through the well wishers drinking coffee and chatting about the implications of that morning’s sermon, careful not to become too involved in any particular conversation.  He knew Jennifer would be in the group and would not hurry home, but wanted to make certain he talked to her.  It was a delicate balancing act of wanting to seem extremely interested in conversations without actually getting involved or staying too long with any particular group.  He felt a tug on his arm; someone grabbed him just above the elbow.  “Oh hello Mrs. Cuddle” he said turning to see the handsome woman in her early thirties looking up at him.  “Reverend Spillbacks,” she said looking up at him, “I want to thank you for coming to my home to minister to us last week.  I so want to thank you for the blessing you gave me.  My husband and I were wondering if you might come for a late supper on Tuesday.”  The Reverend knew that her husband would not be present.  He had begun visiting the Cuddle family about six months ago.  The husband and wife were unofficially separated with “irreconcilable differences.”  The man traveled a lot with work, and she was often left alone.  The almost constant separation resulted in the wife being left alone for long periods without male companionship which had caused a strain on their relationship.  The reverend’s visits had been under the guise of encouraging reconciliation and had done much to reduce the source of conflict.  He had met almost exclusively with the wife on a weekly basis for bible study, prayer, and as she put it ministering to her needs as a woman.  “Of course, about 7:30” he said taking her hand.  “Go with God, sister.” 

 

He turned right to avoid Cassandra, but not in time.  She had seen him and was making her way toward him.  She wanted to make certain that he would be available for their weekly prayer session.  He had told her that confirmation was not necessary and it was best to keep their meetings confidential to avoid becoming the subject of the gossip that went through a small church group, but her needs were strong and her confidence was not.  It seemed she needed the constant reassurance that he would be there for her when she needed support.  As she got close, he made eye contact and mouthed “Wednesday after school.”  She had winked, and smiled at him.  She was deeply grateful for his help and support and thought they were being so clever keeping a secret from everyone else in the world.

 

She had come to him almost a year ago when he first accepted the ministry and moved to this small community.  She had been an average student but lately her grades were shipping.  She had come racked with guilt and needed to confess her sins to someone.  She was now almost fifteen, but when she had hit puberty, she had been hit with a flood of emotions and lust that she didn’t understand.  She had begun staring at boys, having sexual dreams.  A year later, she had started masturbating, and could not stop.  She had hoped he would tell her it was not a serious sin and she should not worry about it.  He had done just the opposite and condemned her not only for fornication, but also for pride, and deceit lying both to God and herself.  He had quoted her scriptures – about a man committing adultery in his heart, being worse than if he commit it in the flesh.  “It is better that a man spill his seed in the belly of a whore than on the sand of the sea” he had quoted proverbs to her. He had made the case that the sex drive in men was so much stronger, than in women and since all men could only have sex with the permission of women, it was doubly difficult for men, but it was what God expected of them.  God certainly expected more of her; he had made her cry. 

 

He told her she had to stop her sinfulness, and week after week she had come back to him tearfully complaining that she had tried to exercise control, but she could not.  Each week she had resolved never to do ‘it’ again.  Finally he told her that it would be better for her to start having intercourse to satisfy her desires than to continue committing this most abominable sin.  She must find a man, who was strong enough in the Gospel.  A man who could have intercourse with her without submitting to the temptation of desire and lust, or she would be causing another person to commit sin and possibly loose his soul; she would not want that on her conscience.  With Bible study he had shown her that a woman’s place was to be obedient and submissive to the man who took her.

 

She was more concerned about more practical matters, worldly things he had called them, – humiliation that came from pregnancy, sexually transmitted diseases, or just someone at school finding out.  Marriage was the answer, but she wanted a college, career, and more fun before she made that commitment and she didn’t even know anyone that she would be suitable.

 

Finally when she was desperate enough, he had agreed to help her himself.  The first session had been exquisite.  He had invited her to come in a couple days before her period started, knowing that would be when she was most vulnerable.  They had drank tea, and prayed together.  He had asked her to commit before God that she was willing to give herself to him completely.  If he were going to help save her immortal soul, he wanted assurance that she would give up masturbating, and never fornicate with anyone else.  She had promised on her life and begged him to save her. 

 

All of the sessions with her had been wonderful, and he had loved making her cum, but the first session was never far from his mind.  They had prayed, and then he had led her to the bedroom and ordered her to undress.  She had been shy and uncomfortable, with tears streaking her face as she stood naked before him and he had rebuked her for pride and told her to humble herself before God, then he had laid her on the bed and showed her how to hold her legs open for him.  He had looked at her swollen wet pussy with satisfaction, knowing her body was eager for her first real fucking, even if she were not.  He took off his robe and lay on top of her bringing his penis up to her slit.  She had panicked when she had seen his erection and he had to force her to lie still telling her if she didn’t lie quietly it would hurt her.  He told her to pray and ask God to help her open her pussy, and to make her humble so she might submit completely so she wouldn’t have to be forced.  He had lain on top of her and begun by sliding his cock along her slit stimulating her clit while he rubbed her budding tits. 

 

“It’s ok to masturbate while I’m fucking you if you wish” he had offered.  She shook her head, being to shy, but he held her chin and kissed her pushing his tongue between her lips.  Then he guided her hand between them to her mound.  She gasped when she touched his penis.

 

“Please” she said.  “It’s too big; I don’t want to do this.  I think I want to find someone smaller – maybe a boy my own age.”  Tears were leaking from her eyes and her lower lip quivered but more was leaking from her pussy.

 

“It’s too late for that now.  You made a commitment, and I’m going to fuck you.  If I have to force you it will be painful” he threatened.  He pressed his chest down against her breasts making it harder for her to squirm and moved his hips back.  “It will be easier if you’re aroused.  Rub the end of my penis against your clitoris.” 

 

She did as he commanded her and he began making very tiny thrusts sliding his cock through her hand and pressing the head against her inner lips and tiny button.  That drove her wild.  Her sex drive was obviously a lot stronger than her other emotions even fear, and he knew she would come around with the proper motivation.  She moved her other hand down to her genitals to hold her lips open so he could get at her.  She had learned a lot about how her body worked from masturbating.

 

“It’s time” he said.  “Move my cock down to your hole; I’m going to fuck you.”

 

“I’m scared” she cried.  “I’m too small; I don’t think it will go in.”

 

“Stop crying and do as you’re told” he commanded.  He felt her hips rolling upward as she pulled her knees up and spread her legs.  She pushed his penis downward and he moved his hips to bring his manhood forward and between her lips and into her.  As the rim of his glans pushed into her, she gasped and threw her arm around his shoulders spreading her lips open with the other hand.  She had never imagined the intensity of the sensation; partly the feeling of being stretched open, partly the feeling of being rubbed just inside her vagina.  He stopped an inch or so inside her and began short pumping.  Each thrust only touching the hymen.

 

The sensation was driving her crazy.  He lifted off her, supporting himself with his left hand against the bed and grabbing her left leg with his right hand just above the knee and lifted her slightly.   She was almost there with one arm around his neck and rubbing her pussy with her fingers of the other hand.  She was panting and kicking her feet.

 

Young girls were always so much special because it was all so new to them.  As her body started throbbing with her orgasm, he pushed his cock the rest of the way into her popping her cherry.  She screamed and dug her fingers into his shoulder as she slammed her head back against the bed.  The shock, mixed with the pain of having her hymen torn all in the middle of the orgasm had overwhelmed her.  She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled her ass up as far as his cock and her small vagina would allow and she froze there, not even breathing as the orgasm concluded.

 

He smiled at her; “You are an incredible woman” he said lowering her to the bed as she began trying to catch her breath. 

 

He had fucked her for almost two months before he had her stretched open enough to allow himself to pump her hard enough for him to cum in her.  It had been worth it.  She came to him every Wednesday now and lay on her back, or got on her knees or bent over the corner of the bed for him.  He had eaten her and sucked her nipples.  Her grades had improved and she was taking honors classes.  She had been hoping to get into the local junior college, and now her parents were planning for an Ivy League school and counting on a scholarship.  She had gone out for women’s basket ball and started taking aerobics classes.  He had watched her body develop and his constant sucking her had shaped her nipples.  Even her tiny little clit was growing with the constant attention he gave it. 

 

She said God was blessing her for being obedient.  Well, possibly, or maybe with getting her hormones under control she was able to develop the concentration needed to really excel in her situation.

 

“Hello, Mrs. Barlow” he began.  “What did you think of the sermon?”

 

“Please reverend, call me Jennifer.  Now that my husband is gone, ‘Mrs.’ sounds so… so in appropriate” she requested accepting his extended hand.  “I understand so very little of religious doctrine but I did enjoy your delivery.”

“Possibly you should start a program of gospel study” he suggested.  “This is a time of new beginnings for you, and I would love to see you take your spiritual development seriously.”

 

“I have tried to read my Bible, but don’t understand what I read and I usually fall asleep” she confessed sheepishly.

 

“Possibly I could help” he offered.  “Maybe we could study together, at least to help get you started.”

 

“Thank you reverend, but I could not possibly horde your time that way” she apologized.

 

“My purpose is to look after the spiritual life of the members of this church.  Nothing I could do would be more important than helping you develop spiritually.  I usually study on Sunday evenings, but I could be available whenever your schedule permits, I would love to help if I can.”  He was trying not to sound too eager, but his desire was rising to the surface.  If he got an appointment with her he would excuse himself immediately, to avoid making a fool of himself.

 

“Thank you reverend and tonight would be as good a time as any.  Do you want me to come to the church?” she asked.

 

“I actually have a call on the east side of town this afternoon.  I could come by your place say about eight and we could start our program.”  He said smiling.

 

She thanked him; they always thanked him.  If she only knew what he was going to do to her?  He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Bob Ulrich with his hand out.  “I really enjoyed your sermon this morning” he said.  “I wonder if I my wife and I might have a bit of your time this afternoon.  We are having difficulties, and we thought we should speak to you.  Marital problems and we think some spiritual guidance might help.”

 

“Certainly Bob; come by the parsonage this afternoon, say one thirty?” reverend Spillbacks answered as he slapped the man on the shoulder.  He was not certain what that was all about, but usually if it was a man and his wife wanted to talk to him it was something he was very interested in, especially considering his interest in the wife who was a small dark hair woman who was very easy to look at.

 

By the time the coffee talk was over, and the congregation had finally filed out of the church, it was nearly one o’clock.  He usually masturbated after everyone finally left, but decided not to just in case things went well with Jennifer that evening.  When he had first arrived in this sleepy little Midwest town, and did not know anyone he had jacked off twice a day, usually everyday, however, now that he had half a dozen of the women opening for him regularly, and several others opening up occasionally he had almost completely given that up.  Except Sundays; Sunday had been his day to be alone, but not today.  The thought of Jennifer gave him a warm sensation in his groin as he felt his penis begin to respond.

 

He was just finishing a light lunch when he heard a knock at the door.  Mrs. Ulrich was a small woman, barely five feet and probably not one hundred pounds.  Her husband was almost six feet and maybe two twenty-five or two fifty.  He invited them into his study and could not help smile at the thought of the big man fucking the little woman.  She would be completely helpless under him and probably would have a difficult time with the size of his penis.

 

“I’ve just made some tea” the reverend said filling small Chinese cups for the couple.  If there was one characteristic of the people in this small town that exceeded their gullibility, it was their politeness.  They would drink the tea he offered whether they wanted it or not.  He knew it tasted terrible, but they would say nothing, and swallow it even if they had to hold their noses to do so.  It had begun as tea, but he had laced it with testosterone, ground up Viagra and concentrated ginseng root.  In fifteen minutes, they would both be randy as hell, and Mr. Ulrich would have a hard on that could be used as a crow bar to pry her open if he had to.  He doubted that would be necessary as the testosterone and ginseng worked on women as well.  His experience and personal philosophy stated that almost all marital problems could be solved with a good fucking and this little cocktail could usually do the trick.

 

Seated side by side on the couch in front of him, they began with a short prayer.  Barely waiting for the echo of Amen to die out, the wife began explaining that her husband was not satisfying her.  He was having a difficult time getting hard, and when he did make love to her he seldom lasted long enough for her to cum.  The husband sat mortified besides her staring at his shoes as she went on.  Clearly her size was not an indication of her influence in the relationship, and her dominance was humiliating to her husband.  She went on and on explaining how he had trouble staying hard and how he never seemed to initiate things and she always had to tell him what to do.

 

“Excuse me” Spillbacks interrupted turning to the big man.  “How do you feel about all this?”

 

“Well, she’s right” he mumbled looking down at his hands.  “I guess I’m just getting old.”

 

“I’ve made him take Viagra” his wife interrupted.  “I took him to see Doctor Kendal personally, and I watched him swallow the pills, but it didn’t help much.  We’ve been married for five years, and if he can’t do better than this, I just don’t know if I can stay with this.  I think maybe he’s gay or ….” She paused swallowing hard as tears overflowed down her eyes.  “Or, he’s having an affair.”

 

Spillbacks held up his hand to silence her, and addressed her husband.  “Possibly I should speak to each of you individually first” he said.  “Mr. Ulrich would you wait in the outer room?” he said as he rose and opened the door.  He had not wanted the wife to have a chance to offer any objection, and it had worked.  The big man was walking out the door before she got her mouth open to object.

 

“Mrs. Ulrich, do you love your husband?” the reverend asked.

 

“’Do I love him?’  What kind of a question is that; if you had any idea how much I do for that man…” she was waving her arms wildly to make her point.  Spillbacks move to her side on the couch, and gently pressed the tips of his fingers to her lips to silence her.

 

“I didn’t ask what you did for him” he began quietly, “I asked how you feel about him.  Do you feel love for him – do you care about his immortal soul.”

 

The words had hit their mark and transformed her.  She was staring at her hands fidgeting with her ring.  “I do love him reverend.  It’s why I could never leave him, but I just don’t think I can live without intimacy.  I guess I’m not a very good Christian woman, but I need it.”  Tears were filling her eyes.  “I’m sorry” she continued, “but I need it.”

 

“Mrs. Ulrich, he needs it too.  Probably more than you do.”  The reverends voice was soft and they could hear the big man pacing in the hall.  “You’re a very beautiful woman.  If he sticks his cock into that beautiful body of yours, and doesn’t stay hard, there is something really wrong, and no mater how unsatisfying it is for you, I assure you it is worse for him.  It shouldn’t be; I can’t imagine how mounting you could be anything other than absolute bliss.  He is not enjoying sex, and until he does, we have nowhere to go.”

 

Her face had turned bright red, but she was squirming on the couch, embarrassment mixed with arousal.  He put his arm around her and stroked her shoulder.  “How much are you willing to do to save your marriage?” he asked.

 

“I’ll do anything, reverend; I have always been the one who has given.  You have no idea…”  He pressed his fingers to her lips again to silence her.  She looked down embarrassed, but began to realize what the reverend wanted her to change.

 

“For the next six months, I want you to stop initiating sex” he said.

 

“If I don’t initiate…” she began, but again he silenced her gently.

 

“If he wants to save your marriage, he will initiate.  He’s going to fuck you, whenever he wants, wherever he wants and for as long or short as he wants.  You’re going to let him put you into whatever position he wants, and you’re going to be quiet while he fucks you.  You can moan, you can grunt, and you can scream, but you’re not to say a word of complaint, while he’s doing you.”  He was being intentionally crude, and it had the desired effect.  Her mouth opened, her face reddened and a look of shock filled her eyes, but he also noticed her knees were moving like butterfly wings.  “Most of all, you are to tell him you like it, and you are to be obedient to whatever he wants.”

 

“Reverend, that will take all the romance out of our relationship. Love making will become animal lust.”  She said it as a complaint, but the way the words came out they indicated that she was less disgusted than she had intended.  The animal lust was calling to her.

 

“You can have romance at dinner.  You can love each other as you go for walks, or watch the sunset.  You can love each other when you fall asleep in each others arms.  When he fucks you, you are going to be his ‘bitch’” Spillbacks told her.  Shock mixed with horror was on her face.  “For the next six months we are going to encourage him enjoy you.  You are never going to refuse.  Every time you refuse, we are going to extend the duration by two months.  If you don’t figure out how to be obedient quickly, you are going to be a sex slave for a long time.”

 

“I couldn’t possibly enjoy love making like… that” she was adamant, but her voice betrayed her.

 

“If you want him to act like a man, the first thing we have to do is make certain he ‘enjoys’ it.”  Spillbacks paused but continued before she could interrupt.  “I only have one question – do you want to save your marriage?”

 

The question silenced her protests.  The crudeness of what he had said shocked her, but she loved her husband and the fear of loosing him was stronger.  “This is tough love. I know that” he said.  “I want to talk to you husband now.  I want you to wait in the living room.  While you are waiting, I want you to take off your bra and panties so you are naked under your dress.”  He stood up opened the door and called to her husband before she could protest.

 

“Please, Mr. Ulrich, have a seat.”  The reverend motioned him to the couch as he continued to look after his wife, and then the closed door after she left.  The expression on his face showed his concern for her.  She had been shaken by what the minister had said, and now it was his turn.  “Do you love your wife?” Spillbacks asked.

 

“Yes reverend, very much” the big man replied.

 

“Have you been having an affair?” the minister continued the interrogation.

 

“No sir, I have never done anything like that, I swear” the man said defensively.

 

“I am sure you haven’t” the minister assured him.  “However, your wife has the misinformed notion, that a man has limited sexual energy and if he is not fucking her, it is because he is fucking someone else.  As a result, I think your wife suspects you have a mistress.  This is ridicules as libido doesn’t work that way.  Low enthusiasm for sex comes from boredom, not exhaustion.  Usually if a man or woman for that matter has an extramarital affair, it increases the interest in sex, and intimacy with their partner increases.  In your situation it might be better if you had some extramarital activity.”

 

“Reverend, that would be sinful” Ulrich was shocked.

 

“Sin is taken much too seriously” the reverend replied.  “Sins are forgiven everyday, but if you marriage fails it will be far more serious, and your marriage is in trouble.  Your wife is entitled to sex, and lots of it.  You promised to fuck her when you married her and sex is necessary for her health both physically and mentally, and you have not been providing it.  If you want to keep your marriage, you had better do something to change that.”

 

“Well… well, reverend, the mood…”  Ulrich was struggling to get the words out; embarrassment mixed with astonishment had tied a knot in his tongue.

 

“She’s a beautiful woman, she is in good shape, and you should be fucking her at least twice a week.  I don’t care about your mood, I don’t care if you want to or not.  I don’t even care if she wants to and neither should you.  You open her legs and shove your meat into her and keep it there until you have filled her.  What do you think your marriage commitment was all about?  You start fucking her regularly, or she’ll be looking to get her pussy serviced somewhere else, and I won’t blame her.”  The reverend was stern leaving no room for argument.  “What’s the matter, don’t you think her tits are big enough or something?”

 

“Ahh….Ah no, her tits… I mean breasts are fine.”  Mr. Ulrich was flustered by the directness and possibly by the obvious erection he was developing.  The tea had had the desired effect, but both of them would think it was the counseling session and the erotic subject that had turned them on.

 

“Good,” he said standing to open the door to invite the wife to return.  She was hastily stuffing something into her purse.  As she walked, he could see she had removed her bra as her breasts were swinging freely with her steps.  He wondered if she had guessed what was coming.  As she passed him in the doorway he could smell she was ready.

 

“For the next six months” he began speaking to Mrs. Ulrich. “Bob is going to screw you at least twice a week.  He’s going to tell you when he wants to fuck and you are going to submit completely.  You are going to do whatever you are told.  This is a new church law.  You are going to meet with me each Sunday afternoon and you are going to report if he has fulfilled his obligations.”  Mr. Ulrich had become timid in his wife presence, and was embarrassed by the bulge in his pants.  “You are going to submit to him whenever he wants it and do exactly as you are told” he said directing his comments to the woman.  At first Mr. Ulrich was mortified, but he became bolder when he saw his wife silently nodding obediently.  “I’ll bet she’s a good fuck, isn’t she.  Does she squirm when you take her or does she just lay there and let you pump?” the reverend asked Mr. Ulrich.

 

“Well… well, she usually kind of… well you know.” The big man smiled out of embarrassment and could not put words together not certain if he was supposed to answer or not he looked at his wife for instructions, but found her looking at the floor with her hands folded in her lap.

 

The minister picked up a pillow and laid it on the corner of the big table in the room.  “Come over here Mrs. Ulrich” he commanded.  She stood timidly and walked over to where he indicated.  He positioned her with the rounded corner of the table against her pussy and told her to bend over.  She looked at him shock and defiance on her face, but before she could object he put a hand on the back of her neck and pushed her causing her to fall forward onto the pillow, her feet lifting off the floor.  She began to protest, but the minister bent over and whispered “Not one word or it will be eight months.”

 

Mr. Ulrich stepped forward partially thinking to rescue his wife, but not at all certain how or from what, and she wasn’t complaining, the reverend wasn’t actually hurting her and he had no idea why the reverend had done that.

 

With his free hand, the minister pulled her dress up over her hips, exposing her to her husband.  Mr. Ulrich’s mouth fell open and he stared at his naked wife’s bottom.  “What a hick” Spillbacks thought.  “I’ll bet he’s never even seen a naked pussy before.  He probably only fucks in the dark with his eyes closed.”

 

The reverend reached out and grabbed Mr. Ulrich’s pants by the waist band and pulled him closer working the button free as he did so.  “Take out your penis and fuck her” the minister commanded.  Ulrich did not know what to do – his common sense said he should get his wife out of there, but lust, embarrassment and confusion had left him completely confused as he pulled his pants down and approached the wet waiting pussy. 

 

“Tell her to spread her leg” the minister commanded.  Mrs. Ulrich did not wait to hear from her husband but moved her thighs open pulling her knees under the table fearing minister would force her if she did not cooperate.  In his state of confusion and arousal, Mr. Ulrich took this as a sign of desire.

 

The creed of the mid west said ‘when you don’t know what to do, do as you’re told’ so he bent over her and shoved his cock into her.

 

She moaned as he went in.  “She likes it” he thought as he began pumping.  Once inside her all thoughts of rescuing her were gone.  She was the obedient little woman he had fantasized about since he was twelve.  Spillbacks released her neck and she tried to push herself up, but her husband forced her back down holding her still while he rubbed his cock in her soft wet hole.  His breathing was coming hard and fast and he felt the excitement all down his back and legs as he began fucking her harder, slamming into her with each thrust of his hips.

 

It took only a few minutes before he was finished and began filling her hole.  With the orgasm came a return to reality and embarrassment.  Ulrich pulled out of his wife and turned his back to do up his pants while the minister helped her to the couch to lie down.  Guilt at having enjoyed himself in a woman was burning holes in the pleasure he had enjoyed.

 

Reverend Spillbacks put his arm around the big man’s shoulder.  “You did well my son.  That’s exactly what God, the church, your wife and I all expect of you, don’t let us down.”  The big man nodded.  The minister’s words taking the sting of what he had just done to the woman he loved.  “Do you really love her?” the minister asked. 

 

Mr. Ulrich nodded.

 

“You liked it didn’t you?” Spillbacks continued.

 

Again the husband nodded.

 

“God gave you those feelings so you would service his daughters.  The Bible says it is a joy to be in the service of your God.  The devil gives you this guilt.  You must put it away” the minister said sternly.

 

Again the big man nodded.

 

“Go home now” the minister said.  “Your wife needs to rest and clean up and I want to have a word with her.  I have to go to Homer this evening and I will drop her by your place on the way.”

 

Again the husband nodded as he walked through the door the minister held open for him, glad for the opportunity to get away from the situation and the woman he had just fucked without having to look at her and be reminded that it was his wife.

 

“How are you feeling” he asked as walked to the couch where the woman lay curled in a fetal position.  She turned to look at him; tears ran down her cheeks from the humiliation of being fucked in front of him, but the look in her eyes told a different story.  The drugs in the tea, and the ten minutes of fucking had left her in desperate need of serious sex. 

 

The minister was very tempted to pull out his cock and finish her there on the couch, but he had a different plan for her.  He was not certain how she would respond to being fucked and violating her marriage vows even though he was positive she would not refuse him now, he could not be certain how she would react tomorrow.  Women were funny that way.                               

 

There were dozens of ways to fuck a woman, only a couple of which violated the marriage covenant.  He slid his hand down the inside of her thigh and gently rubbed the edge of her lips.

 

“No” she whispered between the quiet sobs, but he ignored her, turning her onto her back.  He slowly moved around her labia as she opened her legs for him.  Her breathing quickened and soft moans escaped her throat.  It would be so easy to make her climax, but he wanted it to last.

 

She slid a hand along her stomach to rub her breast, lifting her dress as she went.  With his free hand he pulled the dress up exposing the rest of her chest.  His lips engulfed her nipple as he pushed his fingers up her cunt and his thumb uncovered her clit.  She was screaming now, thrusting her hips trying to force his fingers to touch her G spot.  He rubbed her, teased her, and tormented her until she was screaming.

 

Her legs clamped shut, crushing his hand inside her.  She lifted her shoulders off the sofa, with her chin forced against her chest and her knees pulled up to the back of his head as he sucked at her breast.  He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and held her as she trembled.  The orgasm was washing over her and she could not stop it.

 

He had met his objectives with her.  Her husband would fuck her hard and leave her horny and half finished.  She would come to him, and he would pet her and eat her and play with her.  He had a vibrator her would put in her and after a week or two, he would take her into the bedroom and put his cock in her.  By then she would be so addicted to him she would not object, and would never make trouble for him.

 

He left her sleep on the couch for an hour or so after her orgasm, and then led her to the bathroom where she could shower and clean up.  With luck her husband would use her again that night or tomorrow before the drugs completely wore off.  Her experience with him would definitely compare favorably.

 

Just before they left, he knelt in prayer with her.  He had been ready with a list of scriptural arguments to showed how what he had done to her was completely within the bounds of the law and it was her right as a daughter of God to enjoy what he had given her.  He could convince the Sister Teresa herself that God wanted her to spread her legs; these hicks were barely a challenge.  None of it had been necessary with Mrs. Ulrich.  She was a devote woman who would remain so unless it interfered with her sexual needs.  She would be just fine.

 

“Take this” he told her handing her a small bottle of water based lubricant.  “A couple drops on your lips before he mounts will make it a lot more comfortable.”  He paused and looked into her eyes.  “I know this is going to be hard for you, but your husband needs to learn to enjoy fucking you or he will give up on you all together.”

 

She nodded and kissed him.  “Call me” the minister admonished.  “Anytime, day or night, and I will meet with you.  We will get through this together.”

 

The drive to the farm was very pleasant.  Mrs. Ulrich sat close to him and held his arm resting her head on his shoulder.  “I love my husband” she said, “but I will need your help if I am going to save my marriage.”

 

He turned is head and kissed the top of her head before they rounded the corner and became visible form the farm yard.

 

 “Thank you for seeing me Mrs.…. Jennifer” he corrected himself in response to her expression as she took his coat and led him into the living room.

 

“Were should we begin?” she asked.

 

“Let’s begin with a prayer” he suggested as he knelt down on the floor.  “Would you pray for us?” he asked as she followed him to her knees.  He opened his eyes as she began to pray and stared at her.  After the afternoon session with Sally Kendal, he was extremely randy, and looking at her aroused him even more.  She was in her late thirties, but had never been pregnant and was still in good shape.  Her husband had been much older than her and had had heart trouble for years before he died.  He doubted she had been used very hard in years if ever.  He stared at her with her head bowed and eyes closed.  The arch of her back, the round hips, and the breasts all fit together well.  If things went well, he would be inside her in another hour or so and the thought caused his penis to engorge.

 

“Let’s turn to Genesis chapter 38, start with verse 6” he suggested as he opened his bible and handed it to her indicating the passage he wanted her to read.

 

Judah got a wife for Er, his firstborn, and her name was Tamar. ⁷ But Er, Judah's firstborn, was wicked in the LORD's sight; so the LORD put him to death.

 

“Please explain to me what happened here in your own words” he commanded.

 

“Well, Judah got a wife for his eldest son Er but he was wicked, and God killed him” she answered.

 

“What do you think it means ‘wicked in the LORD's sight’?” the reverend asked.

 

“I don’t know, I suppose he commit sins” she answered.

 

“He had been who he was for his whole life” the reverend replied, “but he gets married, and then he is so evil that God kills him.  Why all of a sudden now does he get put to death?  I think his sins must be related to the way he treated his wife, don’t you think.”

 

Her face brightened into a smile, as the understanding dawned on her.  “Do you think he hit her, or maybe he cheated on her?” she asked.

 

“Actually, the bible is full of instances of when men disciplined their wives, and it was not considered sinful.  I think it must have been something other than violence.  The men of the bible had many wives, and slaves that they used regularly.  Adultery, is a sin, but I think a minor one, and so I suspect it must have been something else.” the reverend corrected her.  “Please read the next couple verses.”

 

She looked at him with respect and awe.  He understood so much, and more important, he was helping her to understand so much more than she ever had.

 

Then Judah said to Onan, "Lie with your brother's wife and fulfill your duty to her as a brother-in-law to produce offspring for your brother." ⁹ But Onan knew that the offspring would not be his; so whenever he lay with his brother's wife, he spilled his semen on the ground to keep from producing offspring for his brother. ¹⁰ What he did was wicked in the LORD's sight; so he put him to death also. Judah then said to his daughter-in-law Tamar, "Live as a widow in your father's house until my son Shelah grows up." For he thought, "He may die too, just like his brothers." So Tamar went to live in her father's house.

 

Understanding dawned in her eyes.  “Her husband had not made love to her – at least not properly” she said.

 

“Exactly right” Spillbacks responded.  “I don’t think they were married very long.  I think her husband didn’t want her to get pregnant, as he wanted to use her for a while before he knocked her up, so he practiced birth control.  She was probably a beautiful young woman.  He pulled out of her before he came.  What other methods could her husband have used?”

 

“Maybe abstinence” she ventured.

 

“Yes” Spillbacks replied.  “God expects women to be serviced, either by their husbands, or if not husbands, He selects other men to service them.  It says here Onan spilled his semen on the ground.  He probably pumped her until he was nearly ready to cum, then he pulled out of her to ejaculate.  Possibly he made her suck him off to finish.  Or, of course, he may have sodomized her.  Why do you think he did that?  Why do you think he didn’t want to breed Tamar?”

 

“I don’t know” she said.  She was shocked by the frank sexual discussion, but the reverend had talked plainly to her and she did not want to appear as a child so she did not show her reaction.  She was also becoming aroused, though she would not admit it to even herself.

 

“Most books explain that it was customary for the first born to receive the inheritance.  With his older brother dead with no children, he was in line to get the lion’s share of the family wealth.  If Tamar had a son he would loose out.  I think differently.  I think he knew he would have to keep fucking her until it took.  Her son would inherit and there was nothing he could do about that.  I think it was much simpler – I think she was a beautiful woman and he wanted to enjoy her for a few months or maybe even a year before he was done with her” the reverend explained.

 

She nodded without saying anything.  The word ‘fucking’ coming from his lips had shocked her, but she tried not to let it show.  It also aroused her and she unconsciously opened her legs a little.  With this Spillbacks caught the first whiff of her pussy, and knew he was making real progress with her.   He had thought he would not get her on their first session, but he now revised his expectations upward.

 

“In this age we get concerned about sex as a sin.  I think we are wrong there.  A careful study of the scriptures shows that the real sin is leaving a woman empty.  In the next few verses, we find that Judah himself, her father in-law, fucked her, and this is proclaimed to be what God expected.”  The reverend went on as she hung on every word.  He laid his hand on her knee just below the hem of her dress and applied a slight pressure causing her to open her legs a little.  “How long has it been since you have had intercourse?” he asked.

 

Her face reddened with embarrassment.  “My husband was very ill” she said. “He had a difficult time for the last year so.”

 

“Have you been masturbating?” he asked.

 

She hung her head and silence; not able to meet his eyes.  “I can’t help it” she cried.  “I try to be good, but I can get so… so…. You know horny.”

 

“How do you think Tamar was fucked?” he asked.

 

“I don’t know” she replied.  “I assumed they would use the missionary position.”

 

“I think she was entered from behind” he told her.  “These men were farmers and herdsmen.  They worked with sheep and goats, horses and other animals.  They held the mares and pulled their tails to the side so the stallions could mount them.  They watched the male animals shove their penises into the female animals almost every day.  I think they went back to their women and ordered them to get on their knees.  Back then the women obeyed, or they were forced.”

 

By the time he finished she was breathing heavily through her mouth.  He slid his hand up her leg along her inner thigh.  She slid forward on the couch causing her skirt to slide up her legs and spread them.

 

He looked into her eyes.  “Are you an obedient servant?” he asked.  She nodded closing her mouth to swallow.  “I think it is so important to for you to understand what Tamar was feeling and what happened to her.  There is much to learn in this scripture.  What do you think Tamar felt while she waited for Onan to come fuck her?”

 

“I think she was afraid” Jennifer replied.

 

“I agree” the reverend said.  “Her husband had been a wicked man.  She almost certainly had been a virgin the first time Er used her, and she would not have expected his brother to be gentler.  She certainly was not expecting foreplay.  She was a religious woman and probably was praying on her knees waiting for him when he came to her.  Possibly Onan brought another woman, a slave girl, with him to hold her down if she struggled.”

 

Reverend Spillbacks stood up and extended his hand to help her rise.  He led her down the hall to the bed room and swung the door open for her.  She walked through the door into the room.

 

“What do you think she wore while she waited to be bred?” he asked.  She stared at him.  His presence was over powering.  “I will give you a few minutes to get ready. Think about what she prayed for and what she was feeling as she waited to be penetrated.”

 

She walked into the room and felt the door close behind her.  She didn’t know what to do; her minister wanted to fuck her.  The thought made her vagina tighten and she unbuttoned her blouse and took off her bra.  Her mind was questioning what she was doing as she unzipped the tight skirt and pulled it and her panties down to her ankles.  In smooth motion she stepped out of her shoes and the rest of her clothes.  With a bare foot she kicked her clothes into the corner. Her mind was screaming this was wrong, but knelt at the corner of the bed with her ass pointing toward the door.  She folded her hands between her breasts and closed her eyes.  Light flooded into the room from the hall as the door swung open.

 

He stepped into the room and saw her kneeling in front of him.  He was naked.  He approached and knelt behind her, his hands sliding around her covering her nipples.  He closed his eyes and pressed his cock against the crack in her ass.  She was about to protest, her training about morality forcing its way through the fog his words and the lust had created.

 

“Pray as I tell you” he said.  “Dear Lord.” He waited for her to repeat his words.  Ever since she was a little girl, she had closed her eyes whenever a prayer was said and turned her entire attention to the prayer.  All thoughts of protest were drowned by her training.   The words came to her lips.

 

“Dear Lord” she repeated.

 

“Help me be an obedient woman” Spillbacks continued.  He took her hand and guided it around her hip between their bodies and wrapped her finger around his penis.  She gasped.  He was a lot bigger than her husband and he was rock hard.  She lifted her hips sliding forward onto the bed and bent the penis down to position the head at the mouth of her tunnel.

 

“Help me be an obedient woman” she continued.

 

“Wet my hole, and help me to receive this blessing” the reverend continued as he pushed the tip of his cock into her and pulled her hand away.

 

“Wet my hole, and help me to receive this blessing” the crudeness offended her, but she had just asked to be made obedient.  Tears were filling her eyes and her voice choked up as her voice whispered the words.  She wanted to run away, but his hands held her and she knew her chance to leave was past.

 

“Amen” he finished placing his hand on the small of her back and forcing her forward and down against the bed.  She turned her head to one side to lay her cheek against the mattress and arch her back.  She spread her legs around the corner of the bed and whispered the final word knowing what was to follow.

 

“Amen” she whispered.  The word was cut short by a groan as the entire length of his cock was forced into her cunt and he began hard pumping her.  Each thrust brought a grunt as her body was forced forward on the bed despite his hand on her back and the other squeezing her breast attempting to hold her still while he fucked her.  Each thrust slammed his hips into her ass cheeks.  He was pumping her too hard and too fast for her to enjoy the experience.  She could do nothing but grip the bed and wait while he used her.

 

Spillbacks had planned to be gentle with her; coax her into bed and give her a long slow gentle fucking where she would come over and over again.  He had planned to give her a good time that she would want more and more of, but the excitement of the afternoon, and the ease with which she had submitted had changed his mind.  She was his bitch and he was going to enjoy her.  He had lost all interest in what she wanted.  This was risky. He was almost certain she would continue to cooperate and let him continue to dominate her, but he could not be positive like he was when he made the women cum.  He would have to make certain she was his.

 

It had only been ten or fifteen minutes before he could no longer control the need to release.  Just as he started to cum, he pulled the entire length of his cock out of her and holding his penis with one hand pressed the tip of his cock against her asshole.  Not hard enough to enter her, but enough so she would feel it.  The shudders went through him as he stroked his cock.  The sweet release came and he collapsed against her back ejaculating load after load of semen from his cock.  Most of it squirted out into her ass crack and ran down her legs onto the carpet, but from the shock that he felt go through her body, he figured he must have gotten some of it inside her rectum.  Finished, he stood up and left the room.

 

In the hallway he picked up his clothes and went to the living room where he waited until he heard the shower.  She was cleaning up.  “God that was a good fuck” he whispered to himself.  “What a sweet little whore.”  He pulled on his under-ware, and folded the rest of his clothes before returning to the bedroom.  He turned the bed down and sat in the dark waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.

 

The bathroom door opened and she stepped out naked, rubbing the towel under her breasts to dry her body.  Her eyes were blind to the darkness and she did not see him approach her.  She screamed from fright and shock when she felt his hand on her shoulder.

 

“I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to startle you” he said in a quiet voice as he brushed he hair from her face.

 

“I’m ok” she said trying to move the towel up to cover her breasts.  “I thought you had gone.”

 

“I wanted you to truly understand the scripture.  I feel the spirit telling me this is very important for you.”  He gently took the towel from her and led her to the bed.  “Do you understand what Tamar felt?” he asked as they sat on the bed together his arm around her shoulder.  He reached over to the night stand beside the bed, turned on the light, and handed her the open Bible.  “Read the passage I have marked.”

 

When Tamar was told, "Your father-in-law is on his way to Timnah to shear his sheep," ¹⁴ she took off her widow's clothes, covered herself with a veil to disguise herself, and then sat down at the entrance to Enaim, which is on the road to Timnah. For she saw that, though Shelah had now grown up, she had not been given to him as his wife.
¹⁵ When Judah saw her, he thought she was a prostitute, for she had covered her face. ¹⁶ Not realizing that she was his daughter-in-law, he went over to her by the roadside and said, "Come now, let me sleep with you."
"And what will you give me to sleep with you?" she asked.
¹⁷ "I'll send you a young goat from my flock," he said.
"Will you give me something as a pledge until you send it?" she asked.
¹⁸ He said, "What pledge should I give you?"
"Your seal and its cord, and the staff in your hand," she answered. So he gave them to her and slept with her, and she became pregnant by him. ¹⁹ After she left, she took off her veil and put on her widow's clothes again.

 

“She was quite a woman wasn’t she?” he said when she finished the passage.  “She knew what God expected of her.  Judah and his sons were prophets, the men of God and she knew she was supposed to submit her body to them.  They weren’t very nice to her, but still she was obedient.”

 

“I think I understand” she said as he took her shoulders and laid her back onto the bed.  He bent over her and kissed her; gently at first then with more passion.  He could sense the arousal building in her as he moved to her neck and then down to her shoulders.  He began massaging her breasts.  Not hard and rough as he had done earlier, but gently teasing her delicate nipples into erection.  She spread her legs as his lips moved to suck her breast, and his finger moved to her pussy.

 

Within minutes, she was wet and ready and moved down to eat her and fuck her with his tongue.  She would have come a dozen times, if he had let her but each time she came to the edge, he would back away, or change focus.  He worked on her until she was screaming and thrashing around on the bed like a beached fish.  By the time he took out his cock and pulled her on top of him she was desperate to get it inside of her.  She grabbed it in her right hand and positioned it to the mouth of her cunt.  Steadying herself with her left hand against his shoulder, she thrust her ass down against him taking the full penis into her pussy. 

 

She sawed up and down on the full length of his cock violently until she could hold back the flood no longer.  “Ohhh God…. Oh God” she screamed.  The orgasm erupted in her and she dug her finger nails into his shoulders and then she collapsed onto him. 

 

Suddenly the room was deathly silent.  Spillbacks could hear her heart hammering in her chest.  Her breathing was deep and slow.  She stretched out her legs and collapsed completely on top of him.

 

“We have sinned, haven’t we reverend” she said finally.

 

“Don’t be ridiculous” he replied.  “God made your body and he made mine and He gave us the capability to feel sexual pleasure.  He expects us to use it.  In most things He gave us complete free will; however regarding sex He gave all men and women unending and often overpowering desire.  Use you head girl, do you think He is displeased with us?    Examine how you feel right now and tell me you thing we have sinned.”

 

“But what about the commandments in the Bible?” she asked.

 

“You need to study the Bible more” he said. “The Puritanical concepts about sex don’t come from the Bible; they come for a group of religious perverts who probably never really read the Bible, or if they did they lied about what it said.”  He took a deep breath to calm himself.  Ever since seminary when he had actually studied the word of God, the actual Bible, and not what other people said it said, this had been an emotional issue for him, but he knew he was not going to explain the truths that he had studied over the past eight years before she feel asleep.  “The Bible says many things that people could argue about.  For every passage that tells us to abstain, there are probably half a dozen that tell us that we should not abstain.  Look at the lives of the prophets; the people who God directed daily.  God commanded them to have many wives and concubines.  Why do you suppose He did that?”

 

“I don’t know” she said.

 

“Do you thing God commanded these great men to take these women and then they didn’t fuck them?” he asked.  “Gee God, these women are really pretty and all, but I don’t think I should touch them, because I don’t want to fornicate.”

 

She giggled.  “Alright, you’re the expert” she said, “Why?”

 

“The first commandment God gave to people was to engage in sex.”  His voice was quiet, almost reverent for the profound truth that had nearly gotten him expelled from the seminary.  “God expects it of us.  In Biblical times, women were not always treated very well.  They were bought and sold and used like property.  Often abused and killed when they were no longer of value to their owner.  I don’t think God likes this.  I think God expects both men and women to have satisfying sexual experiences.  I think that’s more important than just about anything else.  When circumstances put women in a position of being unable to achieve sexual fulfillment and God finds an honorable man, a man with a good heart, He often gives him added responsibility.  Solomon, the wisest man that ever lived, and probably the greatest lover and poet as well had seven hundred wives and three hundred concubines – that’s women that he fucked regularly, but never married.”

 

“What about a woman having more than one man” she asked.  “What does God think of this?”

 

“Oh, that happens all the time; Tamar, that we read about, for example.  Or, even Mary, who was the mother of Jesus, the son of God, and then married Joseph who took care of her for the rest of her life because I suppose God was preoccupied.”  He was preaching again.  “From all my study, I don’t think God ever intended for people to be monogamous.  I think he intended that we should take care of each other; physically, emotionally and sexually.”

 

She wrapped her arms around him and fell asleep on his shoulder.  He held her for nearly an hour before sliding out of bed and making his way home.

 

Epilog

Bob Ulrich watched his wife climb the stairs carrying a load of clean clothes from the laundry room in the basement.  He watched her ass move as she walked and could not stop thinking about what he had seen of her that afternoon.  For the last few hours he had been rehearsing in his mind.  The reverend had said it was his responsibility to service her and more than just responsibility, he wanted to fuck her.  Not make love to her; not wait on her willingness and certainly not beg her, but fuck her.  Fuck her like he had that afternoon.

 

He got off the couch and followed her up the stairs, taking the heavy basket from her as he caught up.

 

“Thank you” she said cheerfully.  She had been quiet all evening since the minister had dropped her off.  Bob had thought it was because of what he had done to her.  He had been wrong; in her entire life she had never cum the way she had when Ulrich had touched her.  Technically, it had not been a adultery; technically, it had not really different from her annual visits with the gynecologists, but it had been different.  Most of all, she wanted more.

 

“Go to the bedroom and get yourself ready” her husband commanded.  He had had a hard time getting out the words.  He had wanted to sound forceful and dominate.  For him the most sexually exciting thing of the afternoon had been when she had tried to straighten up and he had forced her head back down while he was fucking her.  He wanted that feeling again, but he had choked on the words.  He almost followed the order with an apology.

 

The smile disappeared from her face, and she looked at the floor as she walked to the bed room.  Bob Ulrich looked after her.  He had not been certain what she would do.  He had not thought he had sounded very manly, but she had gone to the bedroom as he had told her too.  She was in there stripping right now.  Well, maybe she wasn’t used to having him order her around, but he was a man and he had a right take her.  He set the basket on the folding table, and went after her.

 

When he opened the bedroom door she was just pulling her panties down.  She lay down and moved to the center of the bed and spread her legs.  She was still wearing her blouse and he toyed with telling her to take it off, but seeing her bush he decided he didn’t want to wait.  He crawled up on the bed between her knees, and undid his belt.  His penis was hard and he reached through the hole in his underwear to take it out and stretched out on top of her.  He guided his cock up to her hole and shoved it into her.  She was slick and slippery; she wanted it.  She was ready to fuck.  She must be getting off on this dominate approach of his.

 

His body completely covered her.  His full belly pressed down on her stomach making it hard for her to breath and impossible for her to move.  He was moving his hips and pumping her.  The top of her head was just under his chin.  He grunted with every thrust as he fucked her.

 

She lay under him with her legs up and open, barely able to get them around his over sized waist.  He was sweaty and his arm pits smelled.  If it had gone on for very long, she would have been sick, but it didn’t last very long.  It was over in minutes and she had seamen in her pussy.  He rolled off her and pulled his pants up and went back down stairs to watch television.

 

She lay on the bed waiting while his sweat dried on her body and the seamen drained out of her pussy.  Tears leaked out of her eyes.  She wanted her marriage to work, and she loved that big lug, she didn’t even mind him fucking her.  Actually, if it made him happy, she didn’t mind at all, but the thought that that was the only sex she would have for the rest of her life she just couldn’t bear it.  She took a shower and picked up the phone.

 

While driving back to the church, his cell phone rang.  “Hello” Spillbacks answered.  “God is so proud of you, why don’t you come in to see me tomorrow morning.  I understand your frustration, I think if we pray about this it will be able to find an answer.”